The captain, seated on the baggage-truck, noticed one of these passengers in particular.

He was a young fellow, smooth-faced and tall, and as, suitcase in hand, he swung from the last car and strode up the platform it seemed to Captain Obed as if there was something oddly familiar in that stride and the set of his square shoulders.

His face, too, seemed familiar.

The captain felt as if he should recognize him--but he did not.
He came swinging on until he was opposite the baggage-truck.

Then he stopped and looked searchingly at the bulky form of the man seated upon it.