The glare from the many windows, and the rather crass interest of several men, drove her back to her own section.

There she discovered that some one had drawn up her window shades.

Carley promptly pulled them down and settled herself comfortably.

Then she heard a woman speak, not particularly low: "I thought people traveled west to see the country." And a man replied, rather dryly.

"Wal, not always." His companion went on: "If that girl was mine I'd let down her skirt." The man laughed and replied: "Martha, you're shore behind the times.