The sliding door of the baggage car was pushed back and the baggage master appeared in the opening.

"Hi! Cap'n!" he shouted.

"Hi, Cap'n Sol! Here's some express for you." But unfortunately the Captain was in conversation with the conductor at the other end of the train.

Issy, willing and officious, sprang forward.
"I'll take it, Bill," he volunteered.

"Here, give it to me." The baggage master handed down the package, a good sized one marked "Glass.