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She looked up a timetable, and found that the train for Berwick would leave in ten minutes. Doubtless Dolly was already in the car. However, being a woman of energetic nature, Mrs. Berry telephoned to the Railroad Station. She asked for a porter, and begged him to try to find Dolly, whom she described, and ask her to come to the telephone. "I remember seeing that girl," said the negro porter.
Bobbsey served out the chicken and cold-tongue sandwiches. There were olives and celery too, besides apples and early peaches from Uncle Daniel's farm. "Let us look at the timetable, see where we are now, and then see where we will be when we finish," proposed Bert. "Oh yes," said Nan, "let us see how many miles it takes to eat a sandwich." Mr.
"I'm going to be absolutely sober when I do this," he muttered, then went back into the hall, where he spent five minutes poring over a timetable, following the trains down the lines of figures with a finger which trembled slightly. Every hour seemed of supreme importance now. Had he not been in dreamland for over a year? At last he found his trains.
Cheslow was not many miles ahead now; she had searched it out upon the railroad timetable, and upon the map printed on the back of the sheet; and as the stations flew by, she had spelled their names out with her quick eyes, until dusk had fallen and she could no longer see more than the signal lamps and switch targets as the train whirled her on. But she still stared through the window.
Then taking a clean piece, he drew up a schedule which had some resemblance to a railway timetable. "There! How does that strike you, Roddy?" he said, when he had finished it. "It strikes me hot," said the Frenchman. "What I mean, it will be hot work. But that is what I like." "So do I, so long as I can keep cool. At any rate we can start to the second. Are you ready?"
Yes; I knew Joseph Crawford by name, though not personally, and I knew he was a big man in the business world, and his sudden death would mean excitement in Wall Street matters. Of his home, or home-life, I knew nothing. "I'll go right off," I assured the Chief, and turned away from the telephone to find Donovan, the office-boy, already looking up trains in a timetable.
You know, they are always bringing out these little red folders just when things grow interesting." I glanced over his shoulder. He was studying the local timetable. "We can get the last train from Glenclair if we hurry," he announced, stuffing the folder back into his pocket. "They will take her to Newark by trolley, I suppose. Come on."
Another at five-forty and another at five-forty-eight. That's the Lake Shore Limited, a fast train; and all pass through Buffalo. Did you think of meeting her?" "No, she'll come here when she arrives." "She knows where you live?" "She has the address." "Ever been to New York before?" "I think not." He passed back the timetable. "Well, that's the best I can do for you." "Thank you."
Damon that night, as they sat in the library of the Swift home, checking over the lists to make sure that nothing had been forgotten, "bless my timetable, but it doesn't seem possible that we are going to start at last." "Yes, we'll soon be on the way to giant land," spoke Tom in a low voice. Somehow the young inventor did not seem to be in his usually bright spirits.
These two proposals, along with carefully-phased tax reductions for individuals, will improve both economic efficiency and tax equity. I urge the Congress to enact legislation along the lines and timetable I have proposed. The FY 1982 budget I have sent to the Congress continues our four-year policy of prudence and restraint.
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