vice-presidents of the road lived there, and he was taken into
confidence, and proved an able and eager ally. They located the
special train bearing the Prince and ordered it stopped at the next
station. The stop was made that Senator Patton might receive a long
telegram from Senator Bruner. "I figure it like this," the Senator
told the vice-president. "They get to Boden at a quarter of one and
were going to stop there an hour. Then they were going to stop a
little while at Creyville. I've told Patton the situation, and that
if he wants to do the right thing by the prince he'll cut out those
stops and rush right through here. That will bring him in--well,
they could make it at a quarter of two. I've told him I'd square it
with Boden and Creyville. Oh, he'll do it all right."

And even as he said so came the reply from Patton: "Too good to
miss. Will rush through. Arrive before two. Have carriage at Water
Street."

"That's great!" cried the Senator. "Trust Billy Patton for falling
in with a good thing. And he's right about missing the station
crowd. Patton can always go you one better," he admitted,
grinningly.

They had luncheon together, and they were a good deal more like
sophomores in college than like a United States Senator and a big
railroad man. "You don't think there's any danger of their getting
through too soon?" McVeigh kept asking, anxiously.

"Not a bit," the Senator assured him. "They can't possibly make it
before three. We'll come in just in time for the final skirmish.
It's going to be a jolly rush at the last."