All sorts of people seemed to have business in Cornwall at that late season of the year.

They came hurrying along in groups looking for vacant compartments.

Sisily kept an eager eye upon the late arrivals, hoping that they would pass by her compartment.

By some miraculous chance she was left undisturbed until almost starting time, then a group of fat women dashed along the platform with the celerity of fear, and crowded ponderously in.

The next moment the train began to slip away from the station, and was soon rushing into the open country at high speed.
Of the details of that journey she knew nothing at all.