The couple leaves and the girl enters a train compartment.
Don't talk to strangers, and don't lean out of windows all the time. Okay, take care. Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Take care. Goodbye.
Are you going all the way to Dehra?
I didn't see you either.
I didn't know anyone else was here.
Yes, this is the best time. The hills are covered with wild dahlias, the sun is delicious and at night you can sit in front of a log and drink coffee. Most of the tourists have gone. The roads are quiet and almost deserted.
To Dehra and then to Mussoorie,
I am getting off at Saharanpur. Where are you going?
. I wish I were going to Mussoorie. I love the hills. Especially in October.
She is silent. I wonder if my words touch her or whether she thinks I am a romantic fool.
Have you noticed that the trees seem to be moving while we seem to be standing still?
No.
What is it like outside?
Why don't you look out of the window?
That always happens. Do you see any animals?
The train reached Saharanpur. The girl got off. A man entered the compartment.
You have an interesting face.
We'll soon be at your station.
It's nice to be told I have an interesting face. I'm tired of people telling me I have a pretty face.
I don't remember. It was her eyes I noticed. not her hair. She had beautiful eyes but they were of no use to her. She was completely blind. Didn't you notice?
You must be disappointed. I'm not nearly as attractive a travelling companion as the one who just left.
She was an interesting girl. Can you tell me — did she keep her hair long or short?