"To look at some goods in the back part of the store," answered Lyman.
This reassured Peggy, who kept her position, feeling sure that Jack could not escape her when he came out.
"I'll sell his new clothes," she thought complacently. "I'll be in luck after all."
Once out of the store, Mark looked about him. He felt that it behooved him to get beyond the reach of Jack's pursuers as soon as possible. Circumstances favored him. Just at the head of the street, he saw a lady descend from a hack.
"Hurry up, Jack," he said. "We'll get into this cab."
The driver was about to drive away, after settling with his fare, when Mark hailed him.
"Are you unengaged?" he asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Can you drive me at once to the Union Depot in Van Buren Street?"
"Yes, sir."