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Rh "The miscreants who played this diabolical trick ought to be severely punished," said Ralph.

There was no evidence of strained relations between the two boys. Ralph recognized that Clark had sought him out to make an explanation. He wondered what it would be. The present was not, however, the time to broach the subject. There was something very manly and reassuring in Clark's manner, and the young railroader believed that when he got ready to disclose his secret, the revelation would be an unusual and interesting one.

The train was started up, soon made up the lost time, and at 5:15 rolled into the depot at Stanley Junction. Ralph did not feel quite as well as usual and his fireman was pale and loggy, but the main effects of the drug had passed off.

"You go straight home, Mr. Fogg," directed Ralph. "I will see that 999 is put to bed all right."

"I think I'll take advantage of your kind offer, Fairbanks," responded Fogg. "I'm weak as a cat, and my head is going around like an electric turntable."

Fogg started for home. Clark rode with Ralph on the locomotive to the roundhouse. The big engine was put into her stall. Then the boys left the place.