They went back to the station. Margaret insisted on going into the full light of the flaring gas inside to take the ticket. Some idle-looking young men were lounging about with the station-master. Margaret thought she had seen the face of one of them before, and returned him a proud look of offended dignity for his somewhat impertinent stare of undisguised admiration. She went hastily to her brother, who was standing outside, and took hold of his arm. "Have you got your bag? Let us walk about here on the platform," said she, a little flurried at the idea of so soon being left alone, and her bravery oozing out rather faster than she liked to acknowledge even to herself. She heard a step following them along the flags; it stopped when they stopped, looking out along the line and hearing the whizz of the coming train. They did not speak; their hearts were too full. Another moment, and the train would be here; a minute more, and he would be gone. 
They went back to the station, and Margaret bought the ticket. Some idle-looking young men were lounging about. Margaret thought she had seen one of them before, and returned him a proud look of offended dignity for his impertinent stare of admiration. She went hastily outside to her brother, and took hold of his arm.
'Have you got your bag? Let us walk about here on the platform,' said she, a little flurried, her bravery oozing out rather faster than she liked to acknowledge even to herself. She heard a step following them along the flagstones; it stopped when they stopped, looking out along the line and hearing the whizz of the coming train.
They did not speak; their hearts were too full. Another moment, and the train would be here, and he would be gone. 