The Bohemian Girl (Paperback)

"Can you keep it here for a day or two?" he asked the agent. "I may send for it, and I may not." "Depends on whether you like the country, I suppose?" demanded the agent in a challenging tone. "Just so." The agent shrugged his shoulders, looked scornfully at the small trunk, which was marked "N.E.," and handed out a claim check without further comment. The stranger watched him as he caught one end of the trunk and dragged it into the express room. The agent's manner seemed to remind him of something amusing. "Doesn't seem to be a very big place," he remarked, looking about.