"All right," growled the crusty old man. "Be more careful next time."
"I will," said Andy, and with another wink at his friends, he shoved the man's bag across the aisle so that it was beside that of the maiden lady.
It did not take Andy long to return with the water. As he was about to hand it to the lady, he made another quick motion with his foot, and the transfer of the bags was accomplished.
Andy was in the act of winking at his chums, to indicate that he had carried out his trick, when there was a sudden lurch of the train. The brakes went on with a quickness that almost made Andy turn a somersault.
The cup of water flew out of his hand, straight for the old gentleman, who was showered.
"What does that mean?" he fairly roared. "Some more of your carelessness. I'll report you to the conductor!"
"I didn't mean——" began Andy. But that was as far as he got.
The next instant the train stopped with a crash and a shock that threw nearly everyone from his or her seat, sliding them along the aisle of the car.
Andy shot along, colliding with Frank and Billy. The old maid found herself under a chair, two seats away, and the old gentleman who wore a wig that slipped down over his face, was catapulted across the aisle. Then came a silence, while several voices cried:
"It's a wreck! We've smashed into something!"