echoed Jimmy, smiling across the carpet-bag. Then both joined in an irrepressible chorus of "Dash it! Dash it!" as a big man nearly upset them and a dog barked madly at the balloon.
Being safely landed in the train, Jimmy hung out of the window till the last minute, discussing his new prospects with Will, who stood on tiptoe outside, bubbling over with fun.
"I'll teach you to make butter and cheese, and you shall be my dairy-woman, for I mean to be a farmer," he said, just as the bell rang.
"All right, I'd like that ever so much." And then the irrepressible madcap burst out, to the great amusement of the passengers,—
"'For you might have been a Roosian,
A Frenchman, Turk or Proosian,
Or an Ital-i-an.'"
And Jimmy could not resist shouting back, as the train began to move,—
"'But in spite of all temptations
To belong to other nations,
I'm an Amer-i-can.'"
Then he subsided, to think over the happy holiday before him and the rich cargo of comfort, independence, and pleasure he had brought home from his successful cruise in the "Pinafore."