throw up his hands and cry out. But he always went through his part all right, and as for Joie, he was the idol of all the children, and the wonder of the adults.
As soon as their part was over, Ali always headed for a cool green field if he could find one, and there he stayed until it was time to head for the freight-yards.
In the box-car where he slept with Joie it was often stifling.
As has been said, the boy might have slept in a berth in one of the sleepers, in fact. Sahib Anderson urged this course most vehemently, but Ali was stubborn, and not his usual tractable self.
"No, Sahib, I can't leave Joie. We have always been together, and we always will be."
"But you will get sick, boy," said the Sahib anxiously.
