"Why, I'm here," was the answer. "I'm Nutty, the tramp. Who are you? My, I've had a fine sleep!" the voice went on, and it was rather a jolly, good-natured voice Bunny thought. "Such a fine sleep as I've had!"
There was the sound of grunting, yawning, and stretching. Then the voice cried in surprise:
"Yes," answered Bunny, wondering who in the world Nutty, the tramp, might be. "The train is going!"
"Well, well! And to think I slept through it!"
Bunny and Sue could see the ragged bundle in the corner getting up. It came toward them, and in the light that came through the crack in the freight car door the children saw that their fellow traveler was a very ragged man—a regular tramp in fact.
On his part Nutty, as he called himself, stared with surprised eyes at Bunny Brown and his sister Sue.
"Two kids!" cried the tramp. "Bless my ragged gloves! Two kids!"