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If I could holler goobers like he does them car-trains, folks'd jest have to buy, whether er no!" thought the little peddler, so rapt in listening that she forgot everything else; till, at one louder yell than all, the child in her arms shrieked in terror. At which the gateman whirled round, leaving a space behind him, and Glory darted through.
At the ferry they halted and pretended to be examining a time table, though they bought only ferry tickets. Drummond did the same, and sauntered leisurely within easy distance of the gate. Nothing seemed to escape him, and yet never did he seem to be watching them. The gateman shouted "All aboard!" The door began to close. "Come," she tugged at his sleeve. They dodged in just in time.
The gateman merely touched his hat, slid back the gate, and the Director of the Greatest Show on Earth, smiling haughtily, passed in, crossed the platform and stepped into a wagon-lit standing on the next track to me labelled "Paris 312," and left me behind. The gateman had had free tickets, of course, or would have, for himself and family whenever the troupe should be in Cologne.
It seemed to him as if he were walking on air. "Let that boy through. He's with the show now," bellowed Mr. Sparling, poking his head from the doghouse tent. The gateman nodded. "How soon will the performance be over?" inquired Phil, approaching the gateman. "Ten minutes now." "Then, I guess I won't go in. I promised to meet Teddy over by the ticket wagon anyway." But Phil could not stand still.
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