CHAPTER VIII

HOW TOMMY BOARDED A STRANGE TAXI “WE’RE nearly in, Tommy.” Cecilia looked up from her corner with a start, and the book she had been trying to read slipped to the floor of the carriage. “I believe you were asleep,” said Bob, laughing. “Poor old Tommy, are you very tired?” “Oh, nothing, really. Only I was getting a bit sleepy,” his sister answered. “Are we late, Bob?” “Very, the conductor says. This train generally makes a point of being late. I wish it had made a struggle to be on time to-night; it would have been …