“O, cut it out, fellows,” he protested. “It was all in the day’s work.”
“Sure,” assented Tom Henderson, “but such a day’s work.”
“And such a worker,” added Dick Trent.
“Three times three and a tiger for Bert Wilson,” roared a stentorian voice. The answer came in a tempest of cheers, and, as the train pulled out, the last sound that came to the waving passengers was the lusty chorus:
“For he’s a jolly good fellow,
Which nobody can deny.”