Then there was another scream from the baby, and she was in her father's arms.

There were few at the station at that hour, but a small crowd gathered around.

On the outskirts was Wollaston Lee, looking on with his sulky, desperate face.
The stout woman grasped Harry vehemently by the arm.

"Look at here," said she.

"I want to know, an' I ain't got no time to fool around, for I want to take the next train back.