The first seat that became vacant was one immediately behind the old lady, who had now fallen into a cheerful conversation with the young woman beside her.
"What do you do when strangers offer to take your bags ?" Keith heard her asking as he seated himself.
"Why, I don't know; they don't often ask.

I never let them do it," said the young woman, firmly.
"A wise rule, too.

I have heard that that is the way nowadays that they rob women travelling alone.

I had a young man insist on taking my bag back there; but I am very suspicious of these civil young men." She leaned over and counted her parcels again.

Keith could not help laughing to himself.