Her heart was troubled by a kind of terror.

The fact that she was alone, away from home, rushing into a great sea of life and endeavor began to tell.

She could not help but feel a little choked for breath a little sick as her heart beat so fast.
She half closed her eyes and tried to think it was nothing, that Columbia City was only a little way off.
"Chicago! Chicago!" called the brakeman, shamming open the door.

They were rushing into a more crowded yard, alive with the clatter and clang of life.

She began to gather up her poor little grip and closed her hand firmly upon her purse.