“And the train got in at four.”
“Yes, about four.”
“You saw what occurred on the platform as if you were there in person?” Mr. Cabot inquired.
“Yes, sir. The conductor helped her out and she started to run into the station to get out of the rain.”
“Yes, yes!” from Molly.
“But the wind twisted you about and blew you against him. And you both stuck there for a second.”
She laughed nervously: “Yes, that is just what happened!”
“But I am surprised, Amos,” put in Mr. Cabot, “that you should have had so little sympathy for a tempest-tossed lady as to fail to observe there was no carriage.”
“I took it for granted you had sent for her.”
“But you saw there was none at the station.”