"The nex' train, sur? Urse been in already."
"What's that?"
The stationmaster pounced on a weed.
"I said, urse been in already."
"I mean the train that left Marlborough at four o'clock."
"Urse been in."
"But it couldn't!" protested the Saint. "It's never done that trip in forty minutes in its life!"
The stationmaster bristled.
"Well, urse done it today," he stated with justifiable pride.
"What time did it get in?"