here, i think 'He looked out of the window, into the night.
Mr Harris's face the was very white again. 'Eighty years ago!' he whispered. 'What are you saying? Were she and her brother . . . . But i saw them!.
Yes, that's right , 'The guard said, 'You saw them, but they are not alive. They're ghosts.
They often come on the night train at this time in September. I never see them , but somebody saw them last year. A man and his wife. They were very unhappy about it. But what can i do ? I cant stop Elena and Carl coming on the train.
The guard looked at Mr. Harris's white face. 'You need a drink, ' he said. 'Come and have a vodka with me.
Mr Harris didn't usually drink vodka, but he felt afraid. When he closed his eyes, he could see again Elena's long knife and could hear her terrible cry. So he went with the guard to the back of the train.
After the vodka, Mr Harris felt better. He didn't want to sleep, and the guard was happy to talk. So Mr Harris stayed with the guard and didn't go back to his carriage.
'Yes,' the guard said, 'it's a famous story. I dont remember it all. It happened a long time ago of course. Elena's father was a famous man here in Finland. He was very rich once, but he had three or four wives and about eight children. And he liked the good things of life. so there wasn't much money for the children.