men came tumbling from their berths, some sprawling over the
floor, where a lurch of the car had hurled them.



CHAPTER VI

ALMOST A TRAGEDY

"Strike a light!"

"Are we off the rails?"

"No, you idiot. Don't you feel the car going just the same
as before? And he's wheeling her a mile a minute at that.
Hurry with that light, somebody!" commanded Billy.

At this moment they heard the sliding door of the manager's
stateroom come open with a crash.

"Now, here's trouble for certain!" muttered the Missing Link.
"The Boss is on deck."

"I guess my friend Teddy has got into trouble," said Phil
Forrest, slipping quickly from his bed on top of a pile of gaudy
circus posters. "Ted! Ted, where are you?"

There was no answer.

"What is all this row about?" thundered the manager, stalking