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60 "Dick is getting nervous," said Sam, with a wink.

"Oh, you are all right—with Grace here," retorted his brother.

Tom had gone up to a bend of the road to take a look. Now he came back with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Nothing but a farm wagon in sight," he an nounced. "And the horses are kicking up such a dust I can't see behind it."

"Oh, Tom, is it time for the train?" asked Grace, anxiously.

"It's three minutes past the time," answered Dick.

"Maybe the train is a good deal late," said Sam, hopefully. "I'll ask the agent."

He went off and in the meantime the others continued to watch the country road leading to the railroad station. All they could see was a cloud of dust that betokened the coming of a big farm wagon, on the front seat of which sat an old farmer.

"The train is coming!" cried Sam in dismay, on returning. "The agent says it will be here in about two minutes."

"Two minutes!" burst out Dick and Tom.

"Oh, they'll get left!" moaned Grace. "What