CHAPTER V
A QUEER BED
"Are you going to eat on the first call?" asked Mr. Baker, rising from his comfortable chair and looking at Roy.
"I don't know—I think—Yes, I guess I will."
It suddenly occurred to the boy that he might take advantage of the acquaintance he had formed with the man, and observe just how he ought to conduct himself in the dining car.
"I shall be glad of your company," spoke Mr. Baker, with a pleasant smile. "Will you sit at my table?"
"I'm not so very hungry," remarked Roy, thinking that if he found things too strange he could call for something simple, though the truth was he had an excellent appetite.
"I am not either," declared Mr. Baker. "I never eat much while traveling, but I think it best to have my meals regularly. Now, if you'll come with me, we'll see what they have at this traveling hotel."
He led the way from the parlor to the dining car. If Roy had been astonished at the magnificence of the first coach he was doubly so at the scene which now met his eyes.