“It can’t,” said Judy. “Not all of it. In America there are two sides of the railroad track. In India there are the two sides to the river. This is the bright side. I’ll show you the other side after tea. You need to see that at dusk.
“We’ll have to be getting back,” said Judy. “There may be a phone call from that man Sparky. It must be great traveling with a man like Sparky.”
“Oh, it is!”
“You must have lots of fun together.”
“We do, on the job.”
“And the rest of the time?”
“The rest of the time he’s too busy taking care of his engines.”
“So he sends you off alone to have all the fun,” Judy laughed. “But when you’ve reached the journey’s end—”
“Will we have fun!” Mary grinned.
“Well, here we are,” Judy swung the car into a drive before a stately brick building. “This is the school. Classes are over and all the teachers are waiting to have tea with you.”