"Yes; as far as Salt Lake," Brockway replied, wondering if he ought to apologize for the intention.
"H-m; changed your plans rather suddenly, didn't you?"
"The party changed them; I wasn't notified till ten minutes before train-time."
"No? I suppose you didn't know we were going on to-night, either, did you? or did the despatcher tell you?"
"No one told me. I knew nothing of it till I saw the Naught-fifty in the train."
"And that was?——"
"Just at the last moment—after the train had started, in fact."
"Ah. Then I am to understand that our movements have nothing to do with your being here now?"
Brockway had begun by being studiously deferential and placable, but the questions were growing rather personal.
"You are to understand nothing of the sort," he replied. "On the contrary, I am here solely because you saw fit to change your itinerary."