“Sorry to disturb you, ma’am,” he said, “but have you any luggage in your room?”
“No,” said Nan, “only hand luggage.”
“How many trunks in the luggage-car?” he went on, and Nan told him.
“Anything dutiable in them?”
“Why, I don’t know. What is dutiable?”
“Spirits or tobacco, ma’am.”
“Why, no! Of course we haven’t any of those things in our trunks.”
“Any matches?”
“No.”
“Thank you. Good night, madam. Sorry to trouble you.”