In half an hour it would be here.

Yet he refrained from waking Susy, who had fallen asleep again; his old superstition of securing her safety first being still uppermost.

He took off his jacket to cover her shoulders, and rearranged her nest.

Then he glanced again at the coming train.

But for some unaccountable reason it had changed its direction, and instead of following the track that should have brought it to his side it had turned off to the left! In ten minutes it would pass abreast of him a mile and a half away! If he woke Susy now, he knew she would be helpless in her terror, and he could not carry her half that distance.
He might rush to the train himself and return with help, but he would never leave her alone--in the darkness.