After a while he heard the woman's voice ask, "Are we close to Nagoya?" Looking up, he was surprised to see that she had turned around and was leaning over with her face close to his own.
"I expect so," he replied. It was his first time traveling to Tōkyō, so in truth he had no idea.
"Do you think we'll arrive late?"
"You're getting off in Nagoya too?"
Their train was only going as far as Nagoya. There was nothing at all remarkable about their conversation. Except that the woman then sat down diagonally opposite to Sanshirō. They continued on for a while with only the sounds of the train.
When they were stopped at the next station, the woman addressed Sanshirō again. She didn't want to inconvenience him, but she wondered if he would escort her to an inn when they arrived in Nagoya. She asked in earnest, adding that she was uneasy about going alone. Sanshirō felt her request was reasonable, but he found himself reluctant to accept. She was a complete stranger, so he hesitated considerably. However, he didn't have the courage to refuse her decisively, so he indulged her with noncommittal answers. Presently, the train arrived in Nagoya.
His large baggage had been checked through to Shinbashi, so he didn't need to tend to it here. He picked up his canvas hand bag and his umbrella and exited through the ticket gate. On his head was the summer hat from his high school, but to signify his graduation he'd torn off the school insignia. In the daylight, the color where the patch had been looked newer. The woman followed behind him. He was a little embarrassed now about the hat, but there was nothing he could do. To her, it must look like any other worn out old hat.