"
"Now, what is it you want to do?"
"You are sure there will be no more trains over this road in
either direction tonight?" asked Phil.
"Not a train."
"That's good. Now I will tell you what I want you to do. I want
you to open that switch to let us out on the main track."
The foreman opened his eyes.
"But how are you going to get out there?"
"I'll show you after you get the switch open. There is no
grade up or down between here and the other side of the station,
is there?"
"No; dead flat till you get ten rods beyond the station, then
she drops."
Phil nodded thoughtfully.
"Get the crowbars while I call a couple of the men."
The Circus Boy went inside and gently awakened Billy Conley and
Rosie, telling them to dress and report to the office at once.
The men made no protest. They knew their young manager was
planning some new ruse by which to outwit his rivals. When they
heard his plan they opened their eyes in wonder.
"Come on, now, and not a word nor a sound out of you, fellows!"
commanded Phil.
Once outside, Phil threw off the brakes and then the foreman of
the section gang brought his knowledge to bear on the situation.
He directed the men to get their crowbars under the rear wheels
of the coach. After several attempts they succeeded in prying
the car ahead a few inches.
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