Phil went over to the yardmaster to find out what train he would be able to go out on that night.
"We are going to send the whole bunch of you out on number 42," was the reply.
"What time does number 42 leave?"
"Half-past eleven."
"What do you mean by 'the bunch of us'?"
"All you advance car fellows. I have got to do that. That is the only train through tonight. You will have to go on that or wait until tomorrow morning."
"Very well; I do not know as I care whether my rivals go on the same train or not. It would do me no good if I did object."
That night the unusual sight of four advance cars hooked together was presented to those who chanced to be in the railroad yards when number 42 pulled out of the station.
Car Three had been coupled up first, the others being hooked on behind it, with the canary car at the rear.
"I am afraid we shall not cut a very big slice tomorrow, Teddy," said Phil after they had got under way.