"Well be at Rockville in an hour now. So we'd better begin to get together our things."
"Shall we be at Uncle Frank's ranch in an hour?" asked Teddy.
"No, but well be at Rockville. From there we go out over the prairies in a wagon."
"A wagon with ponies?" asked Janet.
"Yes, real Western ponies," said her father. "Then well be at the ranch."
And it happened just that way. On puffed the train. Then the porter came to help the Martin family off at Rockville.
"Rockville! Rockville! All out for Rockville!" joked Daddy Martin.
"Hurray!" cried Teddy. "Here we are!"
"And I see Uncle Frank!" exclaimed Janet, looking from the window toward the station as the train slowed up to stop.
Out piled the Curlytops, and into the arms of Uncle Frank they rushed. He caught them up and kissed them one after the other—Teddy, Janet and Trouble.