Just at that moment a lantern could be seen coming from down the track. A man reached the shed and began lighting a lamp at each end of it.
"Hello, neighbor!" called McGlory. "Do you belong around here?"
The man turned and looked toward the boys. Evidently he had not seen them before, and the call startled him.
"I live down the track a ways," he answered.
"Do you take care of this palatial depot?"
"I put out the lights," was the reply.
"A little late getting them out to-night, aren't you?"
"Well, no. There's no use putting them out before, 'cause the first train to stop hasn't come along yet."
"How far is it to Catskill?"
"Twenty mile."