'Time we started, if you're quite ready, he said. Robbed of their uniforms, it seemed natural that they should treat each other with normal consideration. Indeed, Paul thought he detected a certain deference in the man's tone.
'It's very odd, said Paul in the van that took them to the station; 'it's no good arguing with the Governor, but he's made some ridiculous mistake. I've had my appendix out already.
'Not half, said the warder with a wink, 'but don't go talking about it so loud. The driver's not in on this.
A first‑class carriage had been reserved for them in the train. As they drew out of Egdon Station the warder said; 'Well, that's the last you'll see of the old place for some time. Solemn thought, death, ain't it? And he gave another shattering wink.
They had luncheon in their carriage, Paul feeling a little too shy of his closely‑cropped head to venture hatless into the restaurant car. After luncheon they smoked cigars. The warder paid from a fat note‑case. 'Oh, I nearly forgot, he said. 'Here's your will for you to sign, in case anything should happen. He produced a long blue paper and handed it to Paul. The Last Will and Testament of Paul Pennyfeather was handsomely engrossed at the top. Below, it was stated, with the usual legal periphrases, that he left all he possessed to Margot Beste-Chetwynde. Two witnesses had already signed below the vacant space. 'I'm sure this is all very irregular, said Paul signing; 'I wish you'd tell me what all this means.
'I don't know nothing, said the warder. 'The young gentleman give me the will.
'What young gentleman?
'How should I know? said the warder. 'The young gentleman what's arranged everything. Very sensible to make a will. You never know with an operation what may happen, do you? I had an aunt died having gallstones taken out, and she hadn't made a will. Very awkward it was, her not being married properly, you see. Fine healthy woman, too, to look at her. Don't you get worried, Mr Pennyfeather; everything will be done strictly according to regulations.
'Where are we going? At least you must know that.
For answer the warder took a printed card from his pocket.