“Yes, you’d better get your bag out.”
But Jimmy returned just then and performed that service and the two boys piled out of The Ark as the 1:57 came whirring into the station. They conducted Willard across the platform and put him on the train.
“Good-bye, Tom! Be good to The Ark! Good-bye, Jimmy! Look after yourself!”
“Good-bye, Will! Don’t forget to write to a fellow!”
“I won’t. See that you do. And tell me all the news. Make him write to me, Jimmy, will you?”
“If he doesn’t I’ll cut his tires,” responded Jimmy.
The train started slowly out. Tom, with a last wave of his hand, darted across the platform and pounced on the horn.
“Honk! Honk!” said The Ark. “Honk! Honk! Honk!”
THE END