The toots of the Sullivan-throated whistle were louder and more frequent, and the voice of the largest could be plainly heard.
He had combined the two offices of train-boy and conductor.

We heard him alternately demanding "Tickets!" and urging "Peanuts, cakes, and candies!" If the intention had been to lure us back to witness a Sullivan triumph, it failed.

We shut our lips tightly and moved around to the front porch.
The foiled Sullivans presently followed us here.

They made a group at the base of a maple on the lawn and, affecting not to notice us, talked in a large, loud way so that we must overhear and be made envious,--even awe-struck; for they had all secured jobs on the real railroad, it appeared.

They would have to begin to-morrow, probably.