"No more trains to-night," responded the man without looking up from the noisy clicker over which he was bending.
"No more trains?"
"That's what I said. The last one passed here fifteen minutes ago."
"Isn't there any way we can get there?"
"I s'pose there is."
"What is it?" demanded Mott eagerly.
"Walk."
"How far is it?"
"Seven miles."
"And there's no other way?"