Here, then, was the train, but of course she had not come.

The green engine hissed along the platform, the row of brown carriages drew up, several doors opened.

No; she had not come! No! Yes; ah, there she was! She had a big black hat on! He was at her side in a moment.
"I thought you weren't coming," he said.
She was laughing rather breathlessly as she put out her hand to him; their eyes met.

He took her quickly along the platform, talking at a great rate to hide his feeling.

She looked beautiful.