"Goin' to sleep."
The man would not be denied, however, and when he became too pressing, the driver got up and explained that the cab of his engine was his castle, and made a move with his right foot.
"Hold," cried his tormentor, "do you know that you are about to lay violent hands upon an officer o' the law?"
"No," said the engineer, "but I'll lay a violent foot up agin the crown-sheet o' your trousers if you don't jump."
The man jumped.
Now the chief despatcher came from the station, stole along the shadow side of the car, and spoke to the man who had ordered the train.
A deputy sheriff climbed up on the rear end of the special, tried the door, shaded his eyes, and endeavored to look into the car.
"Have you the running orders?" asked the man who was paying for the entertainment.
"Yes."
"Let her go, then."