He was in one of the older trains, alone in a quiet compartment, and feeling a little dozy. He had left work early in the hope that the train would be quiet.

As it pulled into one station, he saw a crowd of young girls. All were lavishly dressed in long, satin, charmeuse and velveteen gowns. All these fetching young ladies were stylishly bejewelled and clearly going to a party. Some of them were carrying bottles of some sparkling alcohol. “Oh no!” he thought as they made for his carriage. Read more…