warning, as if it intended to halt only a second and then hurry on.

"There was a platform on one side of the train, but we were out beyond the
car-shed, for our train was long. I could not climb over the rail to the
platform, for I was sitting on the side away from the station, and would
have had to pass the car door in order to do so. I should be sure to be
seen.

"On the other side were a great many tracks separated by strong picket
fences as high as the car platform and close to the trains, and they
reached as far as I could see in either direction. I had no time to think,
and there was nothing I could do but climb over the rail and get across
those tracks and fences somehow.

"My hands were so cold and trembling that I could scarcely hold on to the
rail as I jumped over.

"I cannot remember how I got across. Twice I had to cling to a fence while
an express train rushed by, and the shock and noise almost stunned me. It
was a miracle that I was not killed, but I did not think of that until
afterwards. I was conscious only of the train I had left standing by the
station. I glanced back once, and thought I saw Richard come to the door
of the car. Then I stumbled on blindly. I don't remember any more until I
found myself hurrying along that dark passage under the bridge and saw you
just ahead. I was afraid to speak to you, but I did not know what else to
do, and you were so good to me----!" Her voice broke in a little sob.

All the time she had been talking, he had held her hand firmly. She had
forgotten that any one might be watching; he did not care.