It was after he had sunk back with a sigh of relief on finding that a train for "Pittsburgh, Chicago and the West" was not his that he discovered that an empty seat at his right had been occupied during his strained interest in the announcer.

Glancing around he saw that the occupant was the well-dressed, good-looking youth who had been seated next to him before.

The youth seemed very interested in the paper he was reading, his gaze being apparently fixed on a column headed "Tiger's Football Players Report," but Tom refused to be deceived.

Only the fact that a grey-coated station policeman was standing within hail kept him from a second flight.

Steve, he reflected nervously while he wound both feet around the bags, would return in a minute or two and then they could go to the train.