Medoline Selwyn's Work
The cars were not over-crowded and were moving leisurely along in the soft midsummer twilight. At first I had felt a trifle annoyed at my carelessness in missing the Express by which I had been expected; but now I quite enjoyed going in this mixed train since I could the better observe the country than in the swifter Express. As I drew near the end of my journey my pulses began to quicken with nervousness not unmixed with dread.
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