Oh , where can it be ? '' The conductor scowled unsympathetically . The dark man got up and helped Grandma search , but no ticket was to be found . `` You 'll have to pay the money then , and something extra , '' said the conductor gruffly . `` I ca n't -- I have n't a cent of money , '' wailed Grandma . `` I gave it all to Cyrus because I was afraid my pocket would be picked . Oh , what shall I do ? '' `` Do n't worry . I 'll make it all right , '' said the dark man . He took out his pocketbook and handed the conductor a bill . That functionary grumblingly made the change and marched onward , while Grandma , pale with excitement and relief , sank back into her seat . `` I ca n't tell you how much I am obliged to you , sir , '' she said tremulously . `` I do n't know what I should have done . Would he have put me off right here in the snow ? '' `` I hardly think he would have gone to such lengths , '' said the dark man with a smile . `` But he 's a cranky , disobliging fellow enough -- I know him of old . And you must not feel overly grateful to me . I am glad of the opportunity to help you . I had an old grandmother myself once , '' he added with a sigh . `` You must give me your name and address , of course , '' said Grandma , `` and my son -- Samuel Sheldon of Midverne -- will see that the money is returned to you .
Well , this is a lesson XXXXX me !
Midverne grumblingly in into of right that to while with