“‘Wait for you here, ma’am?’ I asked.
“‘Yes, yes. Don’t leave the station. I shall return by a later train. I don’t know when. It mayn’t be until quite late.’
“‘Very well, ma’am,’ I says. It wasn’t my place to ask questions, but I thought it very strange.”
“It was unlike your mistress, eh?”
“Very unlike her, sir.”
“What did you think?”
“Well sir, I thought it was to do with the gentleman in the carriage. She didn’t speak to him, but she turned round once or twice as though to ask him if she was doing right.”
“But you didn’t see the gentleman’s face?”
“No sir; he stood with his back to me all the time.”
“Can you describe him at all?”