Joe returned her smile softly. Here was this very pretty, kind, proper lady was treating him with respect. She had held his hand, she had laughed. He was reminded what Rose Ward had said about courtin'. Was this.. don't be daft. The smile disappeared, not because he wanted it to, but because he was at work and couldn't be acting the fool.

"That is good to hear, Miss, uh, Carrington." Joe began, recalling her surname and scrambling to regain his demeanor, "I hope you'll travel with the railway again.." he added for entirely selfish reasons.