CHAPTER XIX
ON THE HANDCAR
"Waterloo!" exclaimed Nap.
"There's a chance yet," Bunny urged. "Maybe she's just moving up to the switch to get on another track."
"A fat chance!" said the cynical Specs. "That other track runs to New York or San Francisco or somewhere. No, siree, that train isn't coming back to Harrison City again to-day."
As the boys watched the fading black smoke, it grew more and more evident that Specs was right. The train which was to have been their salvation had gone without them.
Bunny shook his head stubbornly. "I don't know how we are going to get there, but I mean to keep on trying. Nobody is licked till he gives up, and we are a long way from giving up. Does anybody want to quit?"
The "no" that answered was not full-throated, but it satisfied the patrol leader.