In a few minutes Hilliard followed, glanced along the carriages till he saw where the girls were seated, and took his own place.

He wore a suit which had been new on his first arrival in London, good enough in quality and cut to give his features the full value of their intelligence; a brown felt hat, a russet necktie, a white flannel shirt.

Finding himself with a talkative neighbour in the carriage, he chatted freely.

As soon as the train had started, he lit his pipe and tasted the tobacco with more relish than for a long time.
On board the steamer Eve kept below from first to last.

Patty walked the deck with Hilliard, and vastly to her astonishment, achieved the voyage without serious discomfort.