Baby Pierre is about to board the train for La Rochelle.
La Princesse de Babylone is lying on the ticket counter, with a set of mysterious instructions tucked into her flyleaf.
She is restless. Where is Baby Pierre? Why hasn't he picked her up? She sits up. She looks through the glass windows at the station platform.
Is that Baby Pierre, climbing onto the train?
It is.
Le Princesse is not used to being abandoned. And Baby Pierre has abandoned her twice.
But a book can become fond of its owner, and La Princesse is fond of Baby Pierre. His French is amusingly bad. She determines to follow him now.
She can hardly use her magic carpet in a train station. Her phoenix would certainly object.
A man comes up to the ticket counter. La Princesse doesn't think twice. She drops into his bag.
Yuck, it is full of his lunch. A greasy baguette with the jambon hanging out.
La Princesse regrets it already.
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