"Yes, I am going to. I do not want to take any more chances than
I have to. There are enough as it is."
"Anything more I can do for you, sir?"
"No, thank you."
"Then, good night."
"Good night," answered Phil.
Teddy did not yet fully understand what his companion's plan
might be. Billy, on the contrary, understood it fully.
"You beat anything I ever came across," Conley remarked in Phil's
car as the two were standing at the side of the track in front of
Number Three.
"Wait! Don't throw any flowers at me too soon. We have not done
it yet. I understand there is a short up-grade about seven miles
below here. If we get stalled on that we will be in a fine fix
and likely to get smashed into ourselves. It looks to me like
a storm. What do you think?"
"I think yes--thunderstorm. I saw the lightning a moment ago."
"Good! I hope it storms. It will be a good cover to get
away under."
"Slippery rails will be bad for our business, though,"
warned Billy.
"We shall have to take the chance."
They had not long to wait after that. Day soon dawned but the
skies were dark and forbidding. As soon as it was light enough
to see well, Phil began to make preparations for his unique trip.
"Now what are you going to do?" demanded Teddy.
"My dear boy, we are going to try to coast all the way to Marion.
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