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Updated: June 24, 2025
She had been sent to the station by her father to await the arrival of the train, with orders to bring Will Garvie home. When Will was carried out and laid on the platform alive, an irresistible gush of feeling overpowered her. She did not give way to noisy demonstration, as too many did, but knelt hastily down, raised his head on her knee, and kissed his face passionately.
"What is that?" said Mrs Marrot concentrating herself on one of these implements, after having indulged in a stare of bewildered curiosity round the long shed. "That's a circular saw," replied Will Garvie; "one of the large ones, about four feet in diameter." "A saw!" exclaimed Mrs Marrot, in surprise. "W'y, Will, it's round. How can a round thing saw? An' it han't got no 'andle!
Like lightning John shut off the steam and at the same instant touched his whistle several sharp shrieks, which was the alarm to the guard to turn on his brakes. No men could have been more prompt or cool. Joe Turner and Will Garvie had on full brake-power in a second or two. At the same time John Marrot instantly reversing the engine, let on full steam but all in vain.
Its joints had become relaxed with severe labour, its bolts had been loosened, its rubbing surfaces, despite the oil poured so liberally on them by Will Garvie, had become heated. Some of them, unequally expanded, strained and twisted; its grate-bars and fire-box had become choked with "clinkers," and its tubes charged with coke.
As they passed on, Bob observed a particularly small boy, in whom he involuntarily took a great and sudden interest he looked so small, so thin, so intelligent, and, withal, so busy. "Ah, you may well look at him," said Will Garvie, observing Bob's gaze. "That boy is one of the best workers of his age in the shop." "What is 'e doin'?" inquired Bob.
That's all; so I just came home and left Will Garvie to look after our engine. There, run away." Loo smiled, nodded and disappeared, followed by Mrs Marrot, who went, like a sensible woman, to see that her alarmed domestic was all right. While she was away John went to the crib and kissed the rosy cheek of his sleeping boy.
John Marrot with his lieutenant, Garvie, moved to the front on his iron horse, looking as calm and sedate in his conscious power as his horse looked heavy and unyielding in its stolidity. Never did two creatures more thoroughly belie themselves by their looks. The latent power of the iron horse could have shot it forth like an arrow from a bow, or have blown the whole station to atoms.
Of course little Gertie was there and her sister Loo, from which we may conclude that Will Garvie was there in spirit, not only because that would have been natural, but because he had expressly told Loo the day before that he meant to be present in that attenuated condition.
He could quote Scripture quite in a stunnin' way, sir; an' did seem badly cut up when his friend told him that it was of no use talkin', for it was too late for him to mend." "Has Garvie, then, been aware all this time that Davis is one of the thieves, and kept it secret?" asked Sharp. "No, sir," replied Blunt. "Davis denied that he had any hand in the robberies when Garvie asked him.
In a few seconds it reached and passed the place where the siding was connected with the main line, and where a pointsman stood ready to shift the points. Here the obedient spirit of the powerful steed was finely displayed. Will Garvie reversed the action of the engines by a process which, though beautifully simple and easily done, cannot be easily described.
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