"Run, run!" gasped Margaret. "The train is here. It was Leonards, was it? oh, run! I will carry your bag." And she took him by the arm to push him along with all her feeble force. A door was opened in a carriage--he jumped in; and as he leant out to say, "God bless you, Margaret!" the train rushed past her; and she was left standing alone. She was so terribly sick and faint that she was thankful to be able to turn into the ladies' waiting-room, and sit down for an instant. 
'Run, run!' gasped Margaret. 'The train is here. It was Leonards, was it? oh, run! I will carry your bag.' A door opened in a carriage - he jumped in; and as he leant out to say, 'God bless you!' the train rushed past her; and she was left standing alone.
She was terribly sick and faint. She was thankful to be able to turn into the ladies' waiting-room, and sit down for an instant. 