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. . …The passengers filed out – they and the waiting crowd devouring each other with their eyes. Some. Misled by a likeness or a half-heard voice, hurried forward crying a name or even stretching out their arms. To cover their error, they would pretend they had made no sign and bury themselves among their uninterested neighbours. As the last passenger came away, a little moan rose from the assembly…

  

This is from “Uncovenanted Mercies”, in Limits and Renewals, a pessimistic vision of the after-life.

In a Purgatory of perpetual sadness and frustration, it has been arranged by Satan that those who have committed themselves to others for all eternity have to wait endlessly for their loved ones to arrive on a train; but as the passengers emerge, they are constantly disappointed.


   

   

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