Still, Warham had not made it with an idea of promoting good feeling between himself and the waiter, but simply to show that he knew the city and its ways.

He took up the shawl strap, said, "Come on" in the voice which he deemed worthy of the fallen creature he must, through Christian duty and worldly prudence, for the time associate with.

She rose and followed him to the ticket office.

He had the return half of his own ticket.

When she heard him ask for a ticket to North Sutherland she shivered.