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And the Governor stood by a chair in a parlor-car, his world cleared of street railways and indictments and their class as if they had never been, and in his hand was a small white oblong box tied with a tinsel cord. "Good-by," he said, "but remember I'm to be asked down for the garden party next week, and I'm coming." "I certainly won't forget.
As it happened, Clarence was then sitting in a luxurious parlor-car as a big west-bound train sped through the forests of Ontario, but his face was troubled and he felt ill at ease. A little more than a fortnight earlier he had met Marple at a Swiss hotel, and the man had informed him that Miss Gladwyne and Miss Hume had sailed for Canada.
Success seemed to crown the fondest hope in this respect. The train had not yet left the station; there stood the parlor-car which Harte had seats in; and he was followed aboard for those last words in which people try to linger out pleasures they have known together.
"Dearest," the girl cried to the old man, "you were looking for me between the devil and deep sea the parlor-car and the smoker. I've given up cigars, and I've begun to study economy, so I didn't come on either."
"I beg your pardon, Mr. Wade! I beg your pardon, sir!" he said, nimbly transferring himself, after the quasi self-introduction, from Wade to Matt. "May I ask whether you have received any further information?" "No," said Matt, amiably, "the only answer we have got is that it is impossible to identify the passengers in the parlor-car." "Ah, thank you! Thank you very much, sir!
It wasn't wholly an interrogation it seemed to Madison that there was even sympathy in the parlor-car conductor's voice, as the other took his seat check. "Health," said Madison meekly. "Perfect rest and quiet been overdoing it, you know." "Needley!" the train conductor of the Bar Harbor Express, collecting the transportation, threw the word at Madison as though it were a personal affront.
So, when they returned to the parlor-car, nothing was more simple, natural and necessary than that he should drop into the vacant chair beside her, and continue where he left off. He felt, when he had finished, the polite necessity of leading the talk back to her; besides, he had not finished his Study of the Unknown Girl. He returned, then, to the last thread which she had left hanging.
Night had come; it was necessary, therefore, to tear one's self away from that exquisite conversation, and return to the parlor-car. Young Derame was going to sleep; so they began to prepare for the trip through the train. Here is the platform, the platform of the morning, the platform of the first meeting. She walks ahead of him, and in a whisper he says to her, "It's here that this morning "
Allison, glancing from a window of the parlor-car, saw her brother and nephews standing near the track. They saw her, too, and lifted their hats with a sad sort of smile. All felt that the invalid must be unable to sit up or her face also would have been in sight. In another moment the train had come to a stand-still, and the next the three gentlemen were beside the couch on which Mrs. Conly lay.
A farmer living in the vicinity left the smoking-car to be given scant welcome, for the lookers-on were anticipating something more impressive. A fat old woman with a basket and a couple of shawl-straps was also coldly received. Then some one caught Joel's arm with an exclamation, muffled but profane. There was a parlor-car at the rear of the train, a concession to the passengers for Montreal.
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