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The Passenger from Calais

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 1537    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

ridor carriages, all classes en suite, and I knew that it would be impossible to conceal the fact that I was on board the train. Withi

en to Locarno before, Mr. Falfani? Delightful lake, Maggiore. Many excursions, especially by stea

that I hated excursions and steamers an

t of sleep, perhaps. You would do too much last night." He still kept up his hate

m the slip, somehow, somewhere? I took the Colonel's hint, and pretended to take refuge in sleep, and at last, I believe, I do

tain railway, and a marvel of engineering skill, being cut in circles to give the necessary length and gain the height with a moderate gradient. Speed is so far slacken

e employment, was always ready for forty winks, and I saw that he was sound and snoring just as we entered the last tunnel before reaching the entrance of the final great t

nd of a coach, in the last places, and besides we three there was only one other occupant in the compartment of six. The fou

d myself close against the side of the tunnel in perfect safety, although the hot wind of the passing cars fanned my cheek and rather terrified me. The moment

people from Goeschenen so soon as the train ran in and reported. My first object, therefore, was to quit the line, and I did so directly I was

avoided the Goeschenen station, fearing any inconvenient inquiries, and abandoned all idea of getting the telegram from Tiler that might be possibly awaiting me. It did not much matter. I should be obliged now to send

t I was free. My satisfaction was abruptly destroyed. Long before I reached Hospenthal, a mil

ing round I saw to my horror a second carriage coming on at top speed, and beyond all question aimin

y all in a moment! Lucky you were seen leaving the tr

not

ng boisterously. "Going all the way to Brieg by road, I believe? So are we. P

did no

't fuss, man. It's a

p, and waved my hand to the others, mot

hrough Hospenthal, one by the St. Gothard, the other leading to the Furka, I took the first for a short distance, then turned back, just to try my pursuers. They s

kery of his tone. "I know what is taking you to Brieg. You think to find your confederate there, and you hope that, combined, the two of you will

e head against him. Certainly not alone. I must have Tiler's help, his counsel, countenance, active support. I must get in t

r luncheon and a short rest at the Furka; again in the afternoon at the Rhone Glacier. Then we pursued our way all along the valley, with the great snow peak of the Matterhorn in front

tormentors were accompanying me; they could do me no more ha

a brief telegram from him conveying unwelcome and astounding intell

anne. Am trying back. Shall wire you agai

ely knocked over that I offered no opposition when the Colonel

to contain himself for joy. "B

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