Nearly a long train burst , steam and smoke filled the air . There was no reason to explain it to Henry , but I trusted him with my own . It was as if the train station had turned out to be the most important thing in the world . By the time we arrived , I had no idea why she was here , and I could n't imagine what it would be like on the streets of St. Giles . His face lit up , and he forced his own body to follow suit . She shivered at the train of steam that led from it .
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