Ralph pronounced in turn the name of every station on the main line of the Great Northern, but Van betokened no recognition of any of them.
Ralph waited in the neighborhood of Griscom's house after the 10.15 express came in, and intercepted the engineer on his way homeward.
He showed his pass and explained his project. He wanted Griscom to allow himself and Van to ride on the tender to the end of his run and back.
"That's all right, Fairbanks," said the engineer, "pass or no pass. Be on hand at the water tank yonder as we pull out the afternoon train. I'll slow up and take you on."
Ralph tried to express to Van that afternoon that they were going on a journey. Van only looked fixedly at him, but when Mrs. Fairbanks handed him a parcel of lunch, he proudly stowed it under one arm, and when she put on him a clean collar and necktie, he showed more than normal animation, as though he caught a dim inkling that something out of the usual was on the programme.
Van went placidly with Ralph. The afternoon train came along a few minutes after they had reached the water tank.
"Now then," said Ralph, as Griscom slowed up, "be lively, Van!"
His words may have conveyed no particular
