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Updated: June 14, 2025
It is unmistakably spring, because the pewit bushes are budding and on yonder aspen we can hear a forsythia bursting into song. It is spring, when the feet of the floorwalker pain him and smoking-car windows have to be pried open with chisels.
Nivel shut the box up with what I thought was impatience, and threw it in the rack. The thieves' cashier made his appearance with a bag full of dollars; then they all made a move for the door, taking me with them. As we reached the platform of the smoking-car, and I was perforce about to jump down on to the permanent way, I saw the face of my servant Brooks looking up at me from the line.
I remember to have once met in a smoking-car on a Kansas railway one of these lonely ones, who, after plying me with a thousand useless questions, finally elicited the fact that I knew slightly a man who had once dwelt in his native town in Illinois.
She was crossing a fourth platform when she ran into the conductor, who barred her way. "Smoking-car ahead, lady; this is the last of the passenger-coaches." Patsy had it on the end of her tongue to say she preferred smoking-cars, intending to duck simultaneously under the conductor's arm and enter, willy-nilly. But the words rolled no farther than the tongue's edge.
"I hope so; though this is only a beginning." "How can we prove that the railway shares belong to us?" "Leave that to me. On the nineteenth of December you will meet me in Pentonville. Till then we probably shall not meet." At this moment Mr. Taylor made his appearance, returning from the smoking-car, and Harvey Dinsmore left them. "Well, Ben, has your friend entertained you?" asked Taylor.
"The porter is coming back for it now," he answered "And thank you, but I am going in the smoking-car." As he approached the vestibule, he caught her reflection in the mirror at the end of the sleeper. She was looking after him, and she leaned forward a little with parted lips, as though she had started to call him back, but her eyes clouded in uncertainty; then suddenly, the sparkle rose.
He had already exchanged pleasantries with the conductor, and he had chatted for twenty minutes with a farmer, who had gone back at last to the smoking-car. The low, irregular landscape was as familiar to him as his own face.
He spoke eight languages, and never slept; but as his services were in demand by several people in as many different cars at the same moment he satisfied no one, and the complaint-box in the smoking-car was stuffed full to the slot in consequence before they had crossed the borders of France. Carlton and Miss Morris went out upon one of the platforms and sat down upon a tool-box.
He swept up the magazine from a near-by chair and held it out to her. As he did so he caught a glimpse of the faces of the two men at whom he had winked so knowingly, heard one of them break into loud, hearty laughter. Dropping the magazine to her lap, the lavender young man, with what dignity he could command, marched back to the smoking-car.
The earnestness of her head and shoulders had a certain nobility. He stood looking at her for a moment. When he reached the forward smoking-car, Fred took a seat at the end, where he could shut the other passengers from his sight. He put on his traveling-cap and sat down wearily, keeping his head near the window.
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