She looked up with a sudden frown: a man was standing in the door leading into the corridor. Moreover he seemed to be on the point of depositing a weather-beaten suit-case on one of the spare seats. "This carriage is engaged," she remarked haughtily. The man turned round with a smile. "Am I to understand," he said, "that you are the proud possessor of six tickets? I'm really very sorry but this is the only compartment in the train that isn't full." "I gave orders that I required a carriage to myself," she said with…
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