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“We’re heading back up to the train,” Marion called “Mr Hennessy is tired”

They thanked their hosts and said their good-byes Charles Kincaid ca Franklin Mowery an arh the rain to the foot of the steep freight line

She whispered, “I a journey and slip off to bed”

“Not too weary, I hope, for a knock on your door?”

“If you don‘t, I’ll knock on yours”

They boarded the Snake Line passenger car in which they had arrived Three engines in front and two in back huffed them slowly up the steep switchbacks to the plateau where Hennessy’s special was parked on its siding, s glowing in welcome

“Coars”

“I thought you were tired,” said Lillian

“Tired of businessne for you in the diner while the gents have a smoke”

“You’re not getting rid of me,” said Lillian

Mrs Co in a corner chair

Marion Morgan said good night and headed back to her stateroom

Isaac Bell, waiting a decent interval for propriety’s sake, continued to observe Kincaid closely

PHILIP DOW LOOKED OUT the curtain when he heard soli toward the porter’s station She wore a red gown and a full necklace of red rubies Such displays of wealth usually raised a visceral anger in the union man But he was taken by her happy smile Woraceful neck, narroaist, and coral-sea green eyes always s themselves on their looks This one was different She smiled with happiness

He hoped she would not stop at Marion Morgan’s door He dreaded having to kill such a lovely creature But she did stop and enter Stateroom 4 He had never killed a woman He didn’t want to start now Particularly this one But he was not eager to man either