“Yes, sir.”
I was off as soon as the words were uttered. As I ran I heard a train coming along at a lively rate; and this proved a guide to the spot.
I ran into the depot, and took a hasty look around. Mr. Norton was not there, and a glance into the ladies’ room convinced me that he was not in the building.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE PURSUIT BECOMES PERILOUS.
I approached the ticket-office, and asked when the train would leave for Philadelphia.
“In about five minutes,” was the answer.
“And is there any other train up or down before that?”
“Only an express that does not stop.”
“Thank you.”