Would the train never come?
The wheels stopped before the station door.

Someone descended, and there followed the sound of a man's feet approaching her retreat.

A hand was laid upon the door, and she braced herself to meet a possible acquaintance.

It opened, and she glanced up.
"Oh, Jeff!" she said.
He shut the door behind him and came forward.

His face was set in dogged, unyielding lines.
"I have come to take you back," he said.
She drew sharply away from him.