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her hat, and he reflected that the journey promised to be rather dull and uninteresting. He considered having the conductor change his seat to one in the middle of the car on the other side, since there were empty seats there, but decided not to to. He didn't want her to think that he was trying to flirt with her. After he had eaten his breakfast, however, his spirits rose again. He bought a morning paper and retired to the smoking room. As it was a Montreal paper he had soon exhausted its powers of entertainment. Then for a while he watched the snowy landscape. The train ran smoothly and noiselessly between banks of crisp, immaculate snow thrown up by the plows. The big, listless, leisurely flakes blotted out the distances and the gray sky seemed very near. Someone entered and took a seat opposite and Wade glanced across. It was the boy. He had brought a magazine with him and was turning the pages uninterestedly, seemingly more attentive to the advertisements than the reading
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