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So accordingly on the following day Miss Marple and Mrs. McGillicuddy found themselves in two opposite corners of a first-class carriage speeding out of London by the 4.50 from Paddington. Paddington had been even more crowded than on the preceding Friday - as there were now only two days to go before Christmas, but the 4.50 was comparatively peaceful – at any rate, in the rear portion.
On this occasion no train drew level with them, or they with another train. At intervals trains flashed past them towards London. On two occasions trains flashed past them the other way going at high speed. At intervals Mrs. McGillicuddy consulted her watch doubtfully.
"It's hard to tell just when - we'd passed through a station I know…. But they were continually passing through stations."
"We're due in Brackhampton in five minutes," said Miss Marple.
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A ticket collector appeared in the doorway. Miss Marple raised her eyes interrogatively. Mrs. McGillicuddy shook her head. It was not the same ticket collector. He clipped their tickets, and passed on staggering just a little as the train swung round a long curve. It slackened speed as it did so.
"I expect we're coming into Brackhampton," said Mrs. McGillicuddy