into the car. Here's some money for his meals."

But before his benefactor could withdraw his hand from his pocket, Bob
exclaimed:

"I have my lunch with me, right here in this box, Mr. Perkins. I'm just
as much obliged to you, though."

A moment the railroad president hesitated, then realizing from the look
on Bob's face that he would give offense should he press his gift, he
smiled and said:

"All right, son. Just as you wish. But I want you to be my guest at
breakfast in the morning."

And again shaking hands with Bob, Mr. Perkins left the car.




CHAPTER VIII

BOB'S LUCK CONTINUES


After the railroad president had left the car, the brakeman found a
chair for Bob, and showed him how to work its mechanism so that he could
drop it back when he wished to go to sleep, all the while eyeing the
poorly-dressed lad with evident curiosity, which finally he could no
longer restrain, and he asked: