The railway took a slight _detour_ outside Calne, and was a conspicuous feature to any who chose to look at it; for the line had been raised above the village hollow to correspond with the height at either end.
Six o'clock was close at hand, and the station began to show signs of life.

The station-master came out of his cottage, and opened one or two doors on the platform.

He had held the office scarcely a year yet; and had come a stranger to Calne.

Sitting down in his little bureau of a place, on the door of which was inscribed "Station-master--Private," he began sorting papers on the desk before him.

A few minutes, and the clock struck six; upon which he went out to the platform.