Kew, Tanai, Acton, and Ealin' train. Echo, sir. Speshul edition! Star, sir.'—'Shall I get you a foot-warmer?' said another.
'Thanks. I'll pay my footing,' said Dick, and relations of the most amicable were established ere silence came with the arrival of the subaltern, and the train jolted out over the rough track.
'This is an immense improvement on shooting the unimpressionable Fuzzy in the open,' said Dick from his place in the corner.
'Oh, but he's still unimpressed. There he goes!' said the subaltern, as a bullet struck the outside of the truck. 'We always have at least one demonstration against the night-train. Generally they attack the rear-truck where my junior commands. He gets all the fun of the fair.'
'Not to-night though! Listen!' said Dick. A flight of heavy-handed bullets was succeeded by yelling and shouts. The children of the desert valued their nightly amusement, and the train was an excellent mark.
'Is it worth while giving them half a hopper full?' the subaltern asked of the engine which was driven by a Lieutenant of Sappers.
'I should just think so! This is my section of the line. They'll be playing old Harry with my permanent way if we don't stop 'em.'
