"Yes, miss, I did see 'un along with a holder gentleman unbeknownst to me."
Jan walked up and down in an agony of doubt and apprehension.
The train came in. There were but few passengers, and among them was Miles, come down again for the week-end.
He greeted Jan with effusion. Had she come to meet anyone, or was it a parcel?
To his astonishment Miss Ross broke from him and rushed at the guard right up at the far end of the train.
The guard evidently disclaimed all knowledge of the parcel, for Miles saw him shaking his head vigorously.
"Any other luggage, sir?" asked the old porter, lifting out Miles' suit-case.
"Yes, a box of rods in the van."
The old porter went to the end of the train near where Jan had been to the guard three minutes before.
He opened the van door and nearly tumbled backward in astonishment, for right in the doorway, blinking at the light, stood "Miss Rass' young gen'leman."