Oh, no, mamma, I'm not as tired as that, and Nan laughed. I was just wondering how soon we'd be home. I'd rather be back at the seashore, said Bert, not turning his gaze from the window, for the train was passing along some fields just then, and in one a boy was driving home some cows to be milked, as evening was coming on. Bert was wondering if one of the cows might not chase the boy. Bert didn't really want to see the boy hurt by a cow, of course, but he thought that if the cow was going to take after the boy, anyhow, he might just as\well see it. But the cows were very well-behaved, and went along slowly.