"She was down at the station and told me how Evelyn was lost, and then she went in with me." Maud laughed her aggravating laugh again.
"Well, maybe it was just as well she did," she said, "or else they would have said you and Wollaston had eloped, sure." Maria began to speak, but her voice was drowned by the rumble of the New York train on the other track.

The Wardway train was late.
Usually the two trains met at the station.
However, the New York train had only just pulled out of sight before the Wardway train came in.

As Maria climbed on the train she felt a paper thrust forcibly into her hand, which closed over it instinctively.

She sat with Maud, and had no opportunity to look at it all the way to Wardway.

She slipped it slyly into her Algebra.
Maud's eyes were sharp.