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 The porter swung from a platform and came back toward the gates. Wade waited for him. Why didn't the fool hurry? Perhaps when the gate was opened to let him through Wade could dash by and reach the train after all. It was a heavy one and was moving slowly. But the porter took his time and already it was too late. Wade found a half dollar and as the porter reached him slipped it into his hand.

"Those folks you just put aboard; friends of mine; where are they going?" he asked.

"Boston, boss."

"Sure?"

"Yes, sir; I seen their tickets. They pretty nigh didn't make it. They come up in a automobile an' the young lady says 'Quick, porter, we want the Boston express. I'll give you a dollar if you get us on.'" He chuckled. "Well, I got 'em on. An' I got her ol' dollar."

"Do you know who they are? What their name is?"

"Reckon you know that better'n I do,"