You see, the summer crowds are travelling now and I don't notice individuals much." "Can't you tell by your tickets ?" asked Mr.Bryant.
"No, sir; I don't see's I can.

You know, lots of people _did_ go to New York on my train, and so, I've lots of New York tickets, but of course I couldn't tell if I had hers.

And yet,--seems to me,--just seems to me,--that child got off at a way station." "Then," said Mr.Maynard, with a businesslike air, "I must telephone or telegraph or go personally to every way station between Seacote and New York.

It's a strange case.

I can only think my daughter became suddenly demented; I can think of no other reason for her conduct.