Room D, still further on, was the one that appeared to have been retained by the police.

She stood for a few moments by the broad plate-glass window that lined the passage and looked out at the crowded platform.

For a time she watched the conductor, who appeared to be gazing anxiously towards the direction from which passengers streamed, as if looking for someone in particular.

Presently a big man, a huge overcoat belted round him, with a stern bearded face--looking, the girl thought, typically Russian--strode up to the conductor and spoke earnestly with him.

Then the two turned to the steps of the car, and Jennie fled to her narrow little room, closing the door all but about an inch.