I was thoroughly puzzled, and the conductor saw the look of dismay upon my face.
“Well, where is the man?” he asked.
“I don’t see him,” I replied faintly.
“Maybe he has left the train.”
“Let me take another look.”
“Go ahead. We’ll have to pass Flanders, though.”
“And how far is the next station?”
“Landown, three miles.”
I started from the front platform and walked slowly on to the very last. But I was again unsuccessful, and so notified the conductor.
“If he was on, he must have jumped off when you caught hold,” said that official.