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"Any answer?"
"Mason," said the voice. "Miss Mason."
To be sure there was always the next station, where one mightdescend and return. There was the great city, bound more closelyby these very trains which came up daily. Columbia City was notso very far away, even once she was in Chicago. What, pray, is afew hours--a few hundred miles? She looked at the little slipbearing her sister's address and wondered. She gazed at thegreen landscape, now passing in swift review, until her swifterthoughts replaced its impression with vague conjectures of whatChicago might be.
"Well, find out. Goodness, you'll never get anything if youdon't ask. Tell them you must have forty dollars, anyhow."
"Who told you this?" she asked, forgetting that her interest wasout of order and exceedingly incriminating.