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 distinctly selfish and unkind of him leave her here all alone!

The agent closed the ticket-window presently appeared muffled to the ears in shaggy bear-skin coat. He locked the office door and mended the fire. He was, he explained, going to his supper. It was customary to close the station while away, but as madame was here he would leave it open. Madame would like supper presently?

"Thank you, no, I am not hungry. I can get something on the train?"

"Of a certainty, if madame desires to wait so long. But the gentleman—madame's husband, perhaps? No? The gentleman would desire supper?" "I'm sure I don't know," answered Prue indifferently. "He is outside somewhere. You might ask him."

After the agent had gone the place seemed lonelier than ever. The three black windows stared at her gruesomely. When a coal fell-in the stove she started in a panic. She looked at her watch. It was ten