Of a sudden, something scrambled against the fence before them. There was a bump against the bars, and two shining eyes transfixed them.
The engine gave a single long-drawn shriek. Instantly the car wheels began to turn, while from the creature inside the corral fence came a bellow.
“Goodness me!” shrieked Tavia. “It’s cattle—the corral’s full of cattle.”
“That isn’t the worst of it!” returned Dorothy, grabbing her hand and starting to run. “We’re being left behind, Tavia Travers!”
CHAPTER VII
A NIGHT WITH A KNIGHT
“Well! I wouldn’t talk as though it had never happened before to anybody,” said Tavia, at last. “Why! even we, Doro, have been left behind before.
“Still, I grant you, we were never left before behind a fast express, which was speeding your aunt and the boys away from us so rapidly that we will be miles and miles behind before they discover our absence.”
“If, however, they learn that we are behind before they reach——”
“Stop!” commanded Dorothy, dropping down beside the track and covering her ears. “If you say that again, I’ll certainly do something to you.”