W. Pett Ridge

“ The engine with the white and green headlights whistled. He could see the driver and the fireman on either side of the engine looking up at the sky—the rain seemed to have stopped now—taking a good inhalation of pure air before plunging into the black cavern.
'If I hadn't hurt my arm when you shoved me off the platform,' said Dowton rapidly, 'I'd pull you away. As it is——' He released Alfred and hurried out of the tunnel.
'The man ain't born,' said Alfred Bateson stolidly, 'that could move me from 'ere. I can't bear the idea of seeing her again and her knowing what I reely am. ”

“ Alfred Bateson, creeping well back against the wall of the recess, put his hand on a hammer.
'He'd done infinitely better, in my opinion,' continued the inspector, 'to have given himself up in a gentlemanly manner when he saw the game was over. Rowden, me man, pay particular attention, if ye please, to the wall on your side, and one of ye keep a good look-out behind for the train. There'd be nothing amusin' in the whole of us being run over.'
'Takes a lot to make me laugh,' came the remark, 'and that wouldn't do it. ”

“ Then he changed his tone. 'Dowton, let me go, for the Lord in 'eaven's sake. Let me go and I'll leave the country like a shot, and no one shall ever hear of me again. Let me——"
'I'd do anything in reason,' replied the other, 'but now you're talkin' ridiculous. It's an unfortanate thing for the family, I admit, but, bless my soul! there's trouble in all families more or less.' A new train with a white and green headlight came out of the mouth of the opposite tunnel and steamed into the station. ”