with all kinds of danger in your railroad life," said the widow. "You were delayed considerably."
"Yes," answered Ralph, "we had to remove the landslide debris. That took us six hours and threw us off our schedule, so we had to lay over at Dover all day yesterday. One pleasant thing, though."
"What is that, Ralph?"
"The master mechanic congratulated me this morning on what he called, 'saving the train.'"
"Which you certainly did, Ralph. Why, whose wagon is that in front of the house?" inquired Mrs. Fairbanks, observing the vehicle outside for the first time.
Ralph explained the circumstances of his rescue of the vehicle to his mother.
"What are you going to do with the farmer's boy?" she inquired.
"I want to bring him in the house until he recovers."
"Very well, I will make up a bed on the lounge for him," said the woman. "It is too bad, poor fellow! and shameful—the mischief of those men at the hotel."
Ralph carried the farmer's boy into the house. Then he ate his breakfast. After the meal was finished, he glanced at his watch.
