The dinner finished, the two walked around to the railway station, and learned that they could get a train for Chishing in an hour and a half.
"I guess I had better spend the time in looking around for that thief," said Robert.
"Shall I go along?"
"If you wish to do so, Mr. Goodall."
"Yes, since I haven't anything else to occupy the wait with," answered the farmer.
But the hunt amounted to nothing, and ten minutes before train time the two reached the station again.
Promptly on time the train rolled in, and Robert and his friend entered one of the second-class coaches.
Luckily they were the only passengers, so to the boy it was quite like riding in a special car.
Had he had the money he would have purchased some books and newspapers with which to while away the time, but he did not care to make any further calls upon the farmer's generosity, so contented himself with gazing at the scenery along the road and in talking with his companion.
It was long after nightfall when they reached Chishing.