CHAPTER IV

The engine shrieked a warning. Porters shouted “All aboard!” As the Pullman shivered into action Julie looked from the car window. Was it only twenty-four hours since a train had stopped at this same signal-station and a girl and man had raced up the hillside in pursuit of a black spaniel? It seemed years. She closed her eyes and in retrospect lived over the hours since she and Trafford had boarded the south-bound train at midnight. Only an enraged conductor and a fussy porter had seen them enter; the passengers we…