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With a sudden effort, she freed herself,
opened the door, and stood upon the platform.
The engine had wheezed three times, and she hesitated to jump. She
screamed shrilly. The sound entered the ears of Marcus Wilkeson, who was
whisking dust and ashes off his clothes with a handkerchief. He ran
forward, and saw the predicament of his pale and nervous fellow
traveller. She screamed again, as the engine wheezed for the
eighth time.
Marcus extended his hand. "Jump!" said he; "I'll catch you."
She did jump, much to the surprise of Marcus and the two lookers
on--thereby indicating decision of character.
Marcus caught her in his arms--bandbox, basket, and all--and the train
hurried on.
"Thank you, sir," said the lady, with some confusion. Then she walked
rapidly down the road toward the village, like one who lived there.
"A customer for the panorama, perhaps," said Tiffles. "I'm glad you
landed her safely." Tiffles had got through his thinking, and was
exhilarate again. He laughed so pleasantly, that even Marcus relaxed his
grim visage, and smiled.


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