CUPID EN ROUTE
his only reward was a fleeting glimpse of a slim, fur-coated back disappearing into the waiting-room.
"I wonder if she's laughing?" he said to himself. "Anyhow, I did it!"
He walked back along the track to the station, smoothing his disarranged attire and striving to forget that the melting snow was trickling down his back. When he pushed open the door the girl was speaking to the agent through the little window.
"The stupidest thing I ever knew!" she was saying. "That conductor should have told me that the train was leaving. Will you kindly tell me how I am going to get to Quebec now?"
"He did not know, I think, that madame was here," explained the agent, gesticulating excitedly, behind the small opening. "Me, I cannot say how sorry I am for madame. I will telegraph to that conductor and tell him what madame say, that he is one big stupid, one fool, one—Ah!" The sound of the closing door attracted him
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