"Jersey City! Last stop!" called the conductor from the door.
The bachelor put down his napkin and rose.
"Check, sir?" asked the waiter, with accusing eyes.
"Were you forgetting to pay?" inquired the widow, softly.
The bachelor thrust a bill into the waiter's hands and started down the aisle, followed by the widow.
"You forgot your change," remarked the widow, as they stepped into the depot.
"Oh, never mind," said the bachelor. "Where are your wraps?"
The widow clutched his sleeve.
"I—I—left them in the dining car," she stammered.
The bachelor gazed down at the top of the violet hat with a triumphant smile.