Three nearest the baggage-room door attempted to sing, but without much success.

A man in the corner breathed softly through a mouth organ, to the music of which his seat mate, leaning his head sideways, gave close attention.

One big fellow with a square beard swaggered back and forth down the aisle offering to everyone refreshment from a quart bottle.

It was rarely refused.

Of the dozen, probably three quarters were more or less drunk.
After a time the smoke became too dense.