I was traveling only with the post. He saw the reviewer approach the hall and his heart raced. He touched his waist and looked out the window. "May I have your ticket, Miss?" She turned with a haughty gesture. "Again?" He walked his way for a second and opened the door of the First Class compartment in an embarrassed gesture. She sat listening still in her ears her own beat. He took a deep breath and looked at himself knowing that the dress had turned out his real ticket.