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The old grey headed station master argues with it, and tries to persuade it to go to Constantinople, or even to Jerusalem if it likes that better  urges it to, at all events, make up its mind where it _is_ going  warns it of the danger to young trains of having no fixed aim or object in life. THE OLD GREY HEADED STATION MASTER ARGUES WITH IT AND TRIES TO PERSUADE IT TO GO TO CONSTANTINOPLE OR EVEN TO JERUSALEM IF IT LIKES THAT BETTER URGES IT TO AT ALL EVENTS MAKE UP ITS MIND WHERE IT IS GOING WARNS IT OF THE DANGER THE YOUNG TRAINS OF HAVING NO FIXED AIM OR OBJECT IN LIFE
 "What's the good of it to us, then?" I ask. That depresses him. "No, it is not much good, I'm afraid," he agrees. "It seems to go straight from Berlin to Heidelberg without stopping at Munich at all. Well then, where does the 1.45 go to? It must go somewhere." Five minutes more elapse, and then he exclaims: "Drat this 1.45! It doesn't seem to go anywhere. Munich depart 1.45, and that's all. It must go somewhere!" Apparently, however, it does not. It seems to be a train that starts out from Munich at 1.45, and goes off on the loose. Possibly, it is a young, romantic train, fond of mystery. It won't say where it's going to. It probably does not even know itself. It goes off in search of adventure. "I shall start off," it says to itself, "at 1.45 punctually, and just go on anyhow, without thinking about it, and see where I get to." Or maybe it is a conceited, headstrong young train. It will not be guided or advised. The traffic superintendent wants it to go to St. Petersburg or to Paris. Y WHAT'S THE GOOD OF IT TO US THEN I ASK THAT DEPRESSES HIM NO IT IS NOT MUCH GOOD I'M AFRAID HE AGREES HE SEEMS TO GO STRAIGHT FROM BERLIN TO HEIDELBERG WITHOUT STOPPING AT MUNICH AT ALL WELL THEN WHERE DOES THE ONE FORTY FIVE GO TO IT MUST GO SOMEWHERE FIVE MINUTES MORE ELAPSE AND THEN HE EXCLAIMS DRAT THIS ONE FORTY FIVE IT DOESN'T SEEM TO GO ANYWHERE MUNICH DEPART ONE FORTY FIVE AND THAT'S ALL IT MUST GO SOMEWHERE APPARENTLY HOWEVER IT DOES NOT IT SEEMS TO BE A TRAIN THAT STARTS OUT FROM MUNICH AT ONE FORTY FIVE AND GOES OFF ON THE LOOSE POSSIBLY IT IS A YOUNG ROMANTIC TRAIN FOND OF MYSTERY IT WON'T SAY WHERE IT'S GOING TO IT PROBABLY DOES NOT EVEN KNOW ITSELF IT GOES OFF IN SEARCH OF ADVENTURE I SHALL START OFF IT SAYS TO ITSELF AT ONE FORTY FIVE PUNCTUALLY AND JUST GO ON ANYHOW WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT IT AND SEE WHERE I GET TO OR MAYBE IT IS A CONCEITED HEADSTRONG YOUNG TRAIN IT WILL NOT BE GUIDED OR ADVISED THE TRAFFIC SUPERINTENDENT WANTS IT TO GO TO SAINT PETERSBURG OR TO PARIS
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