Just as they were opposite to the carriage in which I was sitting the whistle blew.
"Plenty of room higher up!" the inspector exclaimed.

"Take your seats, please." "We will get in here," the girl answered,--"that is to say, unless it is a reserved carriage.

Please to open the door at once." The inspector hesitated, remembering the tip which I had given him, but he had no alternative.

The guard produced his key and opened the door.

It was not until that moment that the girl recognized me.