“That is good, anyhow. What is your name now?’I wiped the tears from my eyes with the back of my hand and answered, ‘Victoria Jones. Oh, Pater, I was frightened.’Pater’s eyes grew and grew and became blurred and watery. He put out both hands, caught mine, and pressed them, but could not speak. The driver from the train came and stood beside us. Pater turned to him, and they talked. The other man handed over a small box and a book and walked away.I said, ‘Pater, I must get away from here. I’ll go... and stay with the Roviras in Gondwara for a few days. Let me come with you. In the cab.’He said, ‘In the cab, girl? Oh, I wish you could, but I would lose my job. This is Ninety-Eight Up, man, not a night slow goods on the branch!’I knew it was useless to argue, although at that moment I wanted nothing in the world as much as I wanted to be on the engine with Pater, rushing noisily away from Bhowani and the Sikh congregation and the new name beginning with K, which had bright new iron chains hanging from it.Savage came up to us.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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