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"The bell on the engine was ringing for the start when he runs through
the arcade there as fast as he could with the heavy bag, and just
catches the rear of the train as it comes along. He manages to hoist the
bag onto the rear platform steps, and is running along trying to get on,
and the train picking up speed with every revolution of the wheels. I
thought sure he would be left, or killed, for he wouldn't let go, when
the conductor came out on the rear platform, saw him, and jerked him
aboard by the collar."
"Didn't he say anything about his machine?" asked Ted.
"Not a word. That's what I thought so strange about it. But, thinks I,
some one will come for it after a while. Perhaps, thinks I, he was in
such a hurry to make the train that he left home without a chauffeur,
who will be along when he wakes up."
"And no one has appeared?"
"There she lays, just as he left her. When my partner came down, I spoke
to him about it. He's a fan on motoring. That's his car over there; that
white one. When I spoke to him about it, he went out and looked it over.


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