He _was_ the line.
"How many trains ahead of us are there?
Yerkes ?" "Two as I know on--may be more." "And behind ?" "Three or four, my lady." "And how long are we likely to be kept ?" "Can't say.

They've been at her ten hours.

She don't generally let anyone over her under a good twenty--or twenty-four." "Yerkes!--what will Mr.Gaddesden say?
And it's so damp and horrid." Elizabeth looked at the outside prospect in dismay.

The rain was drizzling down.

The passengers walking up and down the line were in heavy overcoats with their collars turned up.