It was not far to the station platform, but in his anxiety it seemed a mile; nor did he breathe with ease till he saw a flying shadow come between him and the station lights and knew that Perry had reached the platform.
It was just at the hour when the fewest trains pass, and Mr.Gryce was himself across the tracks and on the platform before a far-off whistle warned him that one was approaching.

Looking hastily around, he saw Perry hurrying up behind him.
"No one," said he.

"No such person around." They waited.

The train came in, stopped, took on two unimportant passengers and rushed away north.
"I'm afraid I shall have to ask you to stay here, Perry.

It would be so easy for her to board one of these night trains and buy a ticket from the conductor." But as he spoke he paused, and gripping Perry's arm, turned his ear to listen.
"A boat," said he.