Someone said there had been a railway accident and we had to travel by branch lines.

In spite of the cold, we tried to sleep.

I sat between my parson friend, who was inclined to be stout, and another officer who was remarkably angular.

When I leaned upon my corpulent friend, his frequent fits of coughing made my head bounce as though it were resting on an air-cushion.

When I got tired of this and leaned against my angular friend on the other side, the jolting of the carriage scraped my ear against his ribs.