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The Albany Depot : a Farce by William Dean Howells
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_MRS. ROBERTS, MRS. CAMPBELL, ROBERTS, AND CAMPBELL; THEN THE COOK AND
McILHENY_

Mrs. Roberts, rushing in and looking about in a flutter, till she
discovers her husband: "Good gracious, Edward! Is that our train? I
ran all the way from the station door as fast as I could run, and I'm
perfectly out of breath. Did you ever hear of anything like my meeting
Amy on the very instant? She was getting out of her coupe just as I
was getting out of mine, and I saw her the first thing as soon as I
looked up. It was the most wonderful chance. And the moment we pushed
our way through the door and got inside the outer hall, I heard the
man calling the train--he calls so distinctly--and I told her I was
sure it was our train; and then we just simply flew, both of us. I had
the greatest time getting my plush bag. They were all locked up at
Stearns's as tight as a drum, but I saw somebody inside, moving about,
and I rattled the door, and made signs till he came; and then I said I
had left my plush bag; and he said it was against the rules, and I'd
have to come Monday; and I told him I knew it was, and I didn't expect
him to transgress the rules, but I wished very much to have my plush
bag, because there were some things in it that I wished to have, as
well as my purse; for I'd brought away my keys in it; and I knew
Willis--how d'ye do, Willis?--would want wine with his dinner, and
you'd have to break the closet open if I didn't get the key; and so he
said he would see if the person who kept the picked-up things was
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