"That's good advice, sir, and I shall probably follow it."
"Well, good day, if we don't meet again," said Townsend.
Mr. Townsend, instead of passing into the smoking-car, got off the train. Grit observed this, and was puzzled to account for it, particularly as the train started on, leaving him standing on the platform.
A few minutes later the conductor passed through the train, calling for tickets.
Grit looked in vain for his, and, deciding that he should have to pay the fare over again, he felt for his pocketbook, but that, too, was missing.
He began to understand why Mr. Townsend left the train at Exeter.
CHAPTER XXVII. A FRIEND IN NEED.
The conductor waited while Grit was searching for his ticket. He was not the same one who started with the train, so that he could not know whether our hero had shown a ticket earlier in the journey.