stop. The pretended English lord had been noticed footing it back towards Stanley Junction.
The return trip was uneventful. Archie did not put in an appearance, and Ralph fancied he might have gone back to Bridgeport. The next morning when Ralph reported for duty, little Torchy, the call boy, sidled up to him in a confidential way.
"Say, Mr. Fairbanks—I noticed a fellow was on your cab on your run yesterday that I have seen before"
"Indeed," answered Ralph curiously; "what about him?"
"Nothing much, only he was around here a couple of days ago. He pretended that he wanted to see the inside of a roundhouse, and Mr. Forgan sent me with him to show him about. When he got me alone he began asking me all about you. Then he tried to pump me about all your boy friends. I didn't like his looks or his actions, so I thought I would tell you what I have."
"Thank you," said Ralph. "If you ever run against him again, tell me."
"I will, sure," responded the staunch little fellow, who had a genuine friendship for Ralph, who had encouraged him greatly, by initiating him into roundhouse duties when he first came to work for the Great Northern.
