Wylie, who suspected in the direction of the truth, wondered at her.

"She's game, she is," he muttered again and again that morning.

"What a nerve for a kid--and a lady, too!" She found the right corner and the right car without further adventure; and the conductor assured her that he would set her down before the very door of the address on the card.

It was an open car with few passengers.

She took the middle of the long seat nearest the rear platform and looked about her like one in a happy dream.