"I wish you would. What should I do if I were left?"
"You could wait for the next train."
"But I should not have you to go with me, Sam—Mr. Barker, I mean."
"I wish you would call me Sam. I like it better than Mr. Barker."
"Then I will," said Julia, frankly. "It does seem stiff to call you Mr. Barker."
"If you should be too late for the first train, I will wait, too," said Sam, answering what she had said before.
"Will you? I should like that; but won't it put you out?"
"Oh, no," said Sam, laughing; "there isn't any very important business to call me early to Boston. I had just as lieve wait as not."
"But you won't have to. I am sure the gong will wake me up. But you'll come to the door, and go into the cars with me."
"Oh, yes, I'll be on hand."