"The emergency train will be here directly, so I'm going back to our compartment to pick up your belongings.

I can climb in, I fancy.

What did you leave behind ?" Diana laughed.
"What a practical man you are! Fancy thinking of such things as a forgotten coat and a dressing-bag when we've just escaped with our lives!" "Well, you may as well have them," he returned gruffly.

"Wait here." And he disappeared into the darkness, returning presently with the various odds and ends which she had left in the carriage.
Soon afterwards the emergency train came up, and those who could took their places, whilst the injured were lifted by kindly, careful hands into the ambulance compartment.

The train drew slowly away from the scene of the accident, gradually gathering speed, and Diana, worn out with strain and excitement, dozed fitfully to the rhythmic rumbling of the wheels.
She woke with a start to find that the train was slowing down and her companion gathering his belongings together preparatory to departure.
She sprang up and slipping off the overcoat she was still wearing, handed it back to him.