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He
shouldered
and
urged
them
forward
to
where
he
had
set
his
valises
,
only
to
find
one
of
them
gone
.
Instantly
he
raised
an
outcry
.
Aha
,
a
fine
way
to
treat
passengers
!
There
was
P
.
and
S
.
W
.
management
for
you
.
He
would
,
by
the
Lord
,
he
would
—
but
the
porter
appeared
in
the
vestibule
of
the
car
to
placate
him
.
He
had
already
taken
his
valises
inside
.
Annixter
would
not
permit
Hilma
’
s
parents
to
board
the
car
,
declaring
that
the
train
might
pull
out
any
moment
.
So
he
and
his
wife
,
following
the
porter
down
the
narrow
passage
by
the
stateroom
,
took
their
places
and
,
raising
the
window
,
leaned
out
to
say
good
-
bye
to
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Tree
.
These
latter
would
not
return
to
Quien
Sabe
.
Old
man
Tree
had
found
a
business
chance
awaiting
him
in
the
matter
of
supplying
his
relative
’
s
hotel
with
dairy
products
.
But
Bonneville
was
not
too
far
from
San
Francisco
;
the
separation
was
by
no
means
final
.
The
porters
began
taking
up
the
steps
that
stood
by
the
vestibule
of
each
sleeping
-
car
.
“
Well
,
have
a
good
time
,
daughter
,
”
observed
her
father
;
“
and
come
up
to
see
us
whenever
you
can
.
”
From
beyond
the
enclosure
of
the
depot
’
s
reverberating
roof
came
the
measured
clang
of
a
bell
.
“
I
guess
we
’
re
off
,
”
cried
Annixter
.
“
Good
-
bye
,
Mrs
.
Tree
.
”
“
Remember
your
promise
,
Hilma
,
”
her
mother
hastened
to
exclaim
,
“
to
write
every
Sunday
afternoon
.
”
There
came
a
prolonged
creaking
and
groan
of
straining
wood
and
iron
work
,
all
along
the
length
of
the
train
.
They
all
began
to
cry
their
good
-
byes
at
once
.
The
train
stirred
,
moved
forward
,
and
gathering
slow
headway
,
rolled
slowly
out
into
the
sunlight
.
Hilma
leaned
out
of
the
window
and
as
long
as
she
could
keep
her
mother
in
sight
waved
her
handkerchief
.
Then
at
length
she
sat
back
in
her
seat
and
looked
at
her
husband
.
“
Well
,
”
she
said
.
