his way and Gertrude's
would shortly diverge again, and in the face of that thought he could
not well help asking questions.
"I suppose you are going straight on to Utah," he said, not daring to
hope for a negative reply.
"Not to-day. I believe it is Mr. Vennor's plan to go on to-morrow
morning."
When he realized what this meant for him, Brockway forgave his evil
genius in the Tadmor. Then he gasped to think how near he had come to
missing his last chance of seeing Gertrude. But he must know more of the
movements of the President's party.
"Will you go to a hotel?" he inquired.
"I think not. I heard Mr. Vennor order dinner in the car, so I presume
we shall make it our headquarters during the day."
Brockway reflected that the private car would doubtless be side-tracked
on the spur near the telegraph office in the Union Depot, and wrote it
down that prearrangement itself could do no more. When the train drew up
at Bovalley a little later, he excused himself and ran quickly forward
to board the Ariadne. Come what might, Burton must be over-persuaded;
the thirty-odd must be given no chance to defeat the Heaven-born
opportunity made possible by the pertinacity of the gadfly.
So marched the intention, but the fates willed delay. Bovalley is but a
flag-station, and the passenger agent had barely time to swing up to the
rear platform of the regular sleeper when the train moved on. Then he
found that he had circumvented one obstacle only to be hampered by
another. The rear door of the Ariadne was locked, and the electric bell
was out of repair. Wherefore it was forty minutes later, and Denver was
in sight, when the rear brakeman opened the door and admitted him.
XIII
BETWEEN STATIONS
When Mrs. Dunham returned to the central compartment of the
Naught-fifty, the waiter was laying the table for breakfast, and the
President was looking on with the steadfast gaze which disconcerts.
"Good-morning, Cousin Jeannette. Up early to see the scenery, are you?"
The genial greeting had no hint in it of inward disquietude, past or
present.
"Yes, and I wish I had been earlier. I have been out on the platform
watching the mountains grow."
"Grand, isn't it? You might have had a better view if our car had been
left in its proper place in the rear; but our friend the passenger agent
took good care to secure that for his own party."
Mrs. Dunham was inclined to be charitable. "I fancy he couldn't help it.
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