"I do hope he won't come into this coach." "Oh, he won't start anything on my train," laughed the man in blue reassuringly.

"He would never come in here, anyhow.

Them kind always stay in the smoker.

Seems like they know where they belong.

He is half-scared to death himself, anyway; he is going to Chicago, too, and I'll bet it's the first time in his life he has ever been farther from these hills than Springfield.".