She looked up immediately, however, and leaned forward so that she could see Peaceful just turning to go down the steps.
"Oh, Mr.Hart! Will you wait a minute ?" she called clearly above the puffing of the engine.

"I've something for you here.

Soon as I get this train out--" She saw him stop and turn back to the office, and let it go at that for the present.
"I sure have got my nerve," she observed mentally when the conductor had signaled the engineer and swung up the steps of the smoker, and the wheels were beginning to clank.

All she had for Peaceful Hart in that office was anxiety over his troubles.

"Just held him up to pry into his private affairs," she put it bluntly to herself.