'But what this thing will cost me, first and last, begins to be a nightmare!' He passed through the booking-office and wandered disconsolately on the platform.

It was a breathing-space in the day's traffic.

There were few people there, and these for the most part quiescent on the benches.
Morris seemed to attract no remark, which was a good thing; but, on the other hand, he was making no progress in his quest.

Something must be done, something must be risked.

Every passing instant only added to his dangers.