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 party had no intention of going beyond Boston? Wade groaned. He only he had had the presence of mind to get through that gate before it closed! As it was he was two hours behind, and those two hours might make all the difference in the world. He tossed the pathfinder onto the opposite seat.

"No use worrying," he muttered. "I'll just have to keep my wits about me and trust to luck." After that he wondered who "Master Gordon" might be, and while he was wondering the train stopped at Bridgeport. It stayed an unconscionably long time and he began to fret. So he selected a magazine and went into the smoking-room and lighted a pipe. It was dark outside now and the lights were on in the car. Presently they were jogging along again. The magazine didn't prove very interesting and presently it slipped from his hands and his head dropped back against the wall. He must have slumbered for some time, for