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T had been about three o'clock when the train had sped away northward leaving Prue marooned at St. Anselme. And now it was past four by her watch. For an hour she had sat on the bench in a corner of the stuffy little room and stared through the snow-dimmed windows. She had removed her coat and had placed it behind her to soften the angles of the uncompromising bench. She had heard from Aunt Mildred by telegraph, a calmly perturbed message which advised her of arrangements to meet her in Quebec on her arrival and threatened dire punishment to the railroad company. The conductor had also wired the agent to "look after young lady left at your station and forward her on Number 1, care of conductor." The