Were they going on forever?
Was it a reality or a horrible nightmare?
"We are almost at our journey's end," said the man, soothingly.

"Come, cheer up, Cricket.

I love you, and I won't hurt a hair of your head." "Where are we ?" Mollie faintly asked.
"Rattling over a beastly country road," answered her companion, "under a sky as black as Erebus, and in a down-pour that threatens a second flood.

There's the sea.

We're down by the sad sea waves now, Mollie." Mollie listened.