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- Author: Molesworth
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 112
- ISBN-10: 1544710585
- ISBN-13: 9781544710587
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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Just as she had made up her mind that she would try to go to sleep, she felt a slight change in the motion of the train-the bum and rattle, rattle and bum, grew fainter-was it only her fancy, or could it, oh! could it be that they were slackening speed? If so, it could only mean arriving at Alten, for her governess had distinctly told her they would not stop again till they had reached their journey's end. 'Sleep, my dear, ' she had said, 'sleep well till I wake you, and then we shall be there. There will be no other stopping anywhere to disturb you.' Leonore held her breath in anxiety-yes, it was no fancy-they were moving more and more slowly, and through the darkness lights, which were not the glimmer of the rain-drops, began to appear. Then at last there was a pull-up. 'Fraulein, Fraulein, ' cried Leonore, in great excitement, 'wake up, quick. We're there-do you hear? The train has stopped.
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- Author: Molesworth
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 112
- ISBN-10: 1544710585
- ISBN-13: 9781544710587
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
Just as she had made up her mind that she would try to go to sleep, she felt a slight change in the motion of the train-the bum and rattle, rattle and bum, grew fainter-was it only her fancy, or could it, oh! could it be that they were slackening speed? If so, it could only mean arriving at Alten, for her governess had distinctly told her they would not stop again till they had reached their journey's end. 'Sleep, my dear, ' she had said, 'sleep well till I wake you, and then we shall be there. There will be no other stopping anywhere to disturb you.' Leonore held her breath in anxiety-yes, it was no fancy-they were moving more and more slowly, and through the darkness lights, which were not the glimmer of the rain-drops, began to appear. Then at last there was a pull-up. 'Fraulein, Fraulein, ' cried Leonore, in great excitement, 'wake up, quick. We're there-do you hear? The train has stopped.
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