"Well, long as you're here you might as well take these--in case you get short." He pressed a bill into the hand of each.

"Good-bye and good luck! I had to come down about that shipment should have been here last Monday--it beats time what these railroads do with stuff nowadays.

Five days between here and Buffalo!" He continued to grumble as the train moved on, even as the two waved to him from a platform.
"A hundred berries!" breathed Spike, examining his bill.

"Say, he sheds it easy, don't he ?" They watched him where he stood facing the train.

He seemed to have quit grumbling; his face was still.
"Well, kid, here we go! Now it's up to the guy what examines us.