CHAPTER XXV.
ON A SWITCH ENGINE.
Two days later Frank was working in the yard when Sam Hobson, a yard engineer, came up behind him and addressed him.
“Is your name Frank Merriwell?” he asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“I want you.”
Frank went over to the grimy-looking man who had spoken to him. Engine 91, used for switching purposes, was ready to go out of the roundhouse.
“Get inter the cab there,” said the man, motioning for Frank to climb up.
Merriwell was amazed, and he hesitated, saying:
“Mr. Ganzell——”