“No’m, we won’t!” they chorused.
Bert had taken Dinah’s two ironing boards, the large one and the small one, and with some other boards and boxes from the cellar and by the use of chairs, had made a place to put together his tracks.
“You can see ’em a lot better when they’re up high this way,” said Freddie, as the track was nearly completed.
“I wish I could ride on it. I like to ride on elevated railroads,” sighed Flossie. “I rided on one when I was in New York once,” she added.
“Well, you can’t ride on this!” replied Bert. “You’d break it all up if you did. Hand me that curved track, Freddie, and then I guess it’s all done.”
The last section of track was put in place, Bert connected the battery, set the engine and cars on the rail, turned the switch, and the elevated railroad was in operation.
“Whee, this is fun!” shouted Freddie.
“It’s awfully cute!” said Nan.
“Could I give my little celluloid doll a ride?” asked Flossie. “She’s so light a fly could carry her on its back, Bert.”
“Yes, give the doll a ride,” Bert said, and with smiles of delight Flossie set her on top of one of the toy cars.