They felt the jerk as their brakes were hastily applied, the swaying of the little train, and then the crunching of earth beneath them, the roar of escaping steam as their engine ploughed its way on into the road bed.
"Off the rails!" the boy cried, springing to his feet.

"Hold on tightly, sir.

I'd keep away from the window." The carriage swayed and rocked.

Suddenly a telegraph post seemed to come crashing through the window and the polished mahogany panels.

The young man escaped it by leaping to one side.