There was the usual bustle and hurrying hither and thither that accompanies the arrival of a passenger train.
Thirty or forty persons came from the platform, grip or satchel in hand, and went out into the street, and finally there passed close to Nick the two individuals he most desired to see.
They were Anita and Moreno.
The latter was apparently giving her some very serious instructions.
But the gateman shouted:
"All aboard for Boston!"
Moreno hastily wrung Anita’s hand and rushed back to the train, and the lady gathered up her dress and went to the depot entrance.
Nick watched her board a cab and heard her order the driver to take her to the Bay State Hotel.
He followed leisurely on foot.
Having arrived at the hotel, he nodded to the clerk at the desk and asked to see the register.