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The remainder of the short train ride passed too slowly, with nary a sign from either Mr James or Nelly's brother, or anyone else for that matter. By the time the train was rolling into Flinders Street, Nelly was more than upset, she was angry beyond words. Upset because she had been locked in the tiny space. Angry because her brother had obviously not missed her enough to come looking for her. There was also a weired fine line between her anger and her curiosity, which was what kept her from taking further action. Curious to what was going on outside her little confine. Curious to why a stranger wanted to keep her away from trouble.

At the Flinders street station, Nelly had hoped to walk away and disappear into the crowds with enough gold lining her pocket. Finally making it possible for her to get away from her brother. The prospect of not having that gold made her angry as well. Yes it was stealing, but she was going to be stealing from her brother, and not having money meant she had to bide her time with her brother for longer than she had hoped.

Standing up to peer out of the small window, Nelly watched all the people disembark off the train one by one. She watched eagerly for her brother, wondering if he had gone through with his plan without her, and was now holding onto a load of money. Without her distracting Thatcher, and finding out what Gabe wanted to know, she doubted he was. She hadn't heard a ruckus on the train, which was a good sign that whatever Gabe had done in her absence, it hadn't been anything to make a scene. But, it didn't mean they didn't find a way around the situation. She wouldn't know until someone let her out! The train wasn't that long, and it appeared that every passenger was off now. This was the end of the line, so she wouldn't start panicking, yet. Perhaps her brother will catch a glimpse of her through the window, perhaps she should wave down a conductor.

Catching site of her captor outside of the train, did make her begin to panic a little. Where was her brother, and why was she still being kept in there? Clearly, she had missed her chance to cause any "trouble". When James disappeared from her view, she stepped over to the door. This was ridiculous she thought, and was about to unleash her anger by banging on the door, when it swung open.

Nelly didn't wait for MR James to say anything to her, she immediately began to push her way past the person who locked her up. She didn't get far though, before the man who was a stranger a mere short train ride ago, grabbed hold of her arm, the same way her brother always had.

"Let go of me." She said reefing her arm out of his grasp. It came easily and she almost fell over herself. James instinct had him reaching for her, taking her again by her upper arm to steady her. Which in turn fueled her even more, she didn't need his help. Standing up to her full hight and directing all her venom toward James she continued, jabbing at his chest with her finger from her free arm to add emphases. "You had no right to lock me in that place, and you most definitely have no right to touch me." No games, no pretenses, just Nelly and her anger. James had the decency not to reply, but he didn't let go. Nelly glared at him with every ounce of pent up anger she derived from her time locked away.

"I am going to take you to your brother." He said calmly. Which gave Nelly the sudden desire to kick the man.

"Oh how gracious of you." She said giving him a mock curtsy. "Something you should have done a while ago don't you think?" She told him, turning to continue toward an opening, any opening that would get her off the train.

"I had to put you in there."

"You don't have to do a thing for me. I am no ones responsibility."

"Except your brothers; and he has done a splendid job of that over the years, hasn't he?" Nelly turned fully to James, his statement cutting directly to the truth of her life. How did he know so much about her? It scared her a little. Looking down to where he held her arm she said.

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