"They just called me up to go and get you and bring you out.

They said there wasn't any need for alarm, but that I shouldn't fail to bring you." The man's serious manner convinced Carrie, and she became silent, wondering.
Hurstwood examined his watch and urged the man to hurry.

For one in so delicate a position he was exceedingly cool.

He could only think of how needful it was to make the train and get quietly away.

Carrie seemed quite tractable, and he congratulated himself.
In due time they reached the depot, and after helping her out he handed the man a five-dollar bill and hurried on.
"You wait here," he said to Carrie, when they reached the waiting-room, "while I get the tickets." "Have I much time to catch that train for Detroit ?" he asked of the agent.
"Four minutes," said the latter.
He paid for two tickets as circumspectly as possible.
"Is it far ?" said Carrie, as he hurried back.
"Not very," he said.