The station-master was nowhere to be seen.

The two women stood huddling together under one umbrella, gazing blankly about them.
"Is this Mrs.Philbrick ?" came in clear, firm tones, out of the darkness behind them; and, in a second more, Mercy had turned and looked up into Stephen White's face.
"Oh, how good you were to come and meet us!" exclaimed Mercy.

"You are Mr.
Allen's friend, I suppose." "Yes," said Stephen, curtly.

"But I did not come to meet you.

You must not thank me.