CUPID EN ROUTE
exercise and a breath of fresh air, both of which are of course beneficial. If the New York sleeper was full, Boston passengers rode the rest of the distance to Quebec, a matter of five hours or so, in a day coach. This saved them money, and, in theory at least, taught patience and fortitude.
Luckily for Miss Pearse's party and for Wade, who proved to be the only passengers bound for Quebec, the New York sleeper offered this morning plenty of space. When Wade entered he found the quartette ensconced in a section at the farther end of the car from the seat assigned to him. Disposing of his bag and coat, he went down the aisle to find the porter and order breakfast. As he passed he sought Prue's eyes and found them, but they accorded him a mere uninterested glance without a flicker of recognition. He was disappointed, and when, after ordering his breakfast at the door of the buffet, he returned to his seat he avoided glancing toward her. From where he sat he could only see the top of
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