Psychological fiction; Railroad stations -- England -- London -- Fiction
CHRISTMAS STORIES
FROM “HOUSEHOLD
WORDS” AND “ALL
THE YEAR ROUND”
EDITED BY
CHARLES DICKENS
Mugby Junction
[Picture: Frontispiece]
[Picture: Title page]
RICHARD CLAY & SONS, LIMITED,
LONDON & BUNGAY.
MUGBY JUNCTION: BY
CHARLES DICKENS, ANDREW
HALLIDAY, CHARLES COLLINS,
HESBA STRETTON, AND AMELIA
B. EDWARDS: BEING THE EXTRA
CHRISTMAS NUMBER OF “ALL
THE YEAR ROUND,” 1866. WITH
A FRONTISPIECE BY A. JULES
GOODMAN. LONDON: CHAPMAN
AND HALL, LTD. 1898.
INDEX TO
MUGBY JUNCTION
PAGE
BARBOX BROTHERS. BY CHARLES DICKENS 1
BARBOX BROTHERS & CO. BY CHARLES DICKENS 43
MAIN LINE: THE BOY AT MUGBY. BY CHARLES DICKENS 72
No. 1 BRANCH LINE: THE SIGNALMAN. BY CHARLES DICKENS 89
No. 2 BRANCH LINE: THE ENGINE BY ANDREW HALLIDAY 111
DRIVER.
No. 3 BRANCH LINE: THE BY CHARLES COLLINS 125
COMPENSATION HOUSE.
No. 4 BRANCH LINE: THE TRAVELLING BY HESBA STRETTON 154
POST-OFFICE.
No. 5 BRANCH LINE: THE ENGINEER. BY AMELIA B. EDWARDS 187
BARBOX BROTHERS
I
“Guard! What place is this?”
“Mugby Junction, sir.”
“A windy place!”
“Yes, it mostly is, sir.”
“And looks comfortless indeed!”
“Yes, it generally does, sir.”
“Is it a rainy night still?”
“Pours, sir.”
“Open the door. I’ll get out.”
“You’ll have, sir,” said the guard, glistening with drops of wet, and
looking at the tearful face of his watch by the light of his lantern as
the traveller descended, “three minutes here.”
“More, I think.—For I am not going on.”
“Thought you had a through ticket, sir?”
“So I have, but I shall sacrifice the rest of it. I want my luggage.”
“Please to come to the van and point it out, sir. Be good enough to look
very sharp, sir. Not a moment to spare.”
The guard hurried to the luggage van, and the traveller hurried after
him. The guard got into it, and the traveller looked into it.
“Those two large black portmanteaus in the corner where your light
shines. Those are mine.”
“Name upon ’em, sir?”
“Barbox Brothers.”
“Stand clear, sir, if you please. One. Two. Right!”
Lamp waved. Signal lights ahead already changing. Shriek from engine.
Train gone.
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