She had a Club; she was wonderful!
“Did you pump Holly?” he muttered.
“Yes, but I got nothing. I didn't dare pump hard.”
“What can it be?” cried Jon.
“I shall find out all right.”
A long silence followed till Fleur said: “This is Maidenhead; stand by, Jon!”
The train stopped. The remaining passenger got out. Fleur drew down her blind.
“Quick!” she cried. “Hang out! Look as much of a beast as you can.”
Jon blew his nose, and scowled; never in all his life had he scowled like that! An old lady recoiled, a young one tried the handle. It turned, but the door would not open. The train moved, the young lady darted to another carriage.
“What luck!” cried Jon. “It Jammed.”