CHAPTER XXVI.
THE FIRST MORNING IN GRANTLEY, AND ANOTHER EXCELLENT JOKE.
Ford Foster was the only one of those six boys who had ever seen the great railway-building, and he confessed that it looked a little large, even to him.

Frank Harley freely declared that he had seen nothing like it in India; and Dick Lee's eyes showed all the white they had to show, before he had seen the whole of it.
Their first errand was to the baggage-room; and they were on their way when Dab Kinzer thoughtfully remarked,-- "Now, Joe, here we've dragged you and Fuz away up here, miles and miles out of your way." "That's so," said Ford, "but they can take a street-car down.

They've got hours of time to spare." "No hurry," said Joe: "we'll see you off." But Fuz whispered to him,-- "Time's up, Joe.

Joke's got to come out now." It came out at the baggage-room; for there were the trunks of the Hart boys, and they had to go with the others to the ticket-office for their tickets, before they could get their checks.
"Do you mean you're to go right on now, with us ?" said Ford in some astonishment.

"I thought you were going home first." "No.