Under His Thumb — page 140: what you’re looking at

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UNDER HIS THUMB. 131 ‘““Come, then, and we’ll leave him a good distance pelind ere he can have a chance to pul. who you are.’ They hastened through the throng ae people in the vicinity of the ferry, Soon reaching a quiet street, ~ along which they made their way to a railway sta- tion. And a little later they were whirled out into the country upon the Long Island Railroad—out past the small suburban villages toward the more rural | districts beyond. “If Cousin Mary is the woman that she once was, she will keep you safe in her own snug house, where the police will never think of looking for you,’’ said Katie, as they sped along. The drizzling rain of the day had set into a pour- ing rain after sunset, and the great drops splashed upon the car windows in lone streaks, while the darkness was so intense that not an object was visi- ble outside, save the glimmering lights from the oc- casional cottages which they passed. When the train stopped at last at the small station which Katie had chosen as a haven of refuge, the storm seemed to have reserved all its concentrated fury for the moment. The two girls and a man were the only passen-_ gers to alight. The latter immediately disappeared, but Stella and her companion lingered under the dripping station awning, trying to make out which way to go. The lamp upon the side of the station glared in their faces, blinding them to all other objects. They entered the waiting-room, but found that de- serted. The station-agent, a big, red-faced man, thrust his head into the room, gave the girls a single (EO ANKE exer) “S €o m