"Oh, just after the New York stop, and right before the Nebraska stop?" She seemed to remember a large influx of arrivals then. He had really been on that long and she had not said hello once. She mentally shook herself. She used to be more cordial. More friendly. What had happened?
"Thank you. I'm afraid your story is all to common in England. I tried to help where I could, but it never seemed to be enough. And always quite tragic. I'm sorry for your loss." She had no family to speak of.
"I wish I could say I had been as honorable as you were when my father died. I had no one to take care of, he was all I had. And... I turned a bit reckless." Marian confessed a little ashamed of herself. Especially now that it had her exposed. Took away her ability to help families like his own. Even if she had been in the middle of acquiring food to do just that.