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The engine-burglar.
Howsheblessedthenailthathadtornherfrock!
"Wherehaveyoubeen?"askedtheothers.
"Tothestation,ofcourse,"saidRoberta.Butshewouldnottellawordofheradventurestillthedayappointed,whenshemysteriouslyledthemtothestationatthehourofthe3.19’stransit,andproudlyintroducedthemtoherfriends,BillandJim.Jim’ssecondcousin’swife’sbrotherhadnotbeenunworthyofthesacredtrustreposedinhim.Thetoyenginewas,literally,asgoodasnew.
"Good-bye—oh,good-bye,"saidBobbie,justbeforetheenginescreamedITSgood-bye."Ishallalways,alwaysloveyou—andJim’ssecondcousin’swife’sbrotheraswell!"
Andasthethreechildrenwenthomeupthehill,Peterhuggingtheengine,nowquiteitsownselfagain,Bobbietold,withjoyousleapsoftheheart,thestoryofhowshehadbeenanEngine-burglar.
