It stuck, of course; the doors of all depot wagons stick.
"Hold on a shake!" commanded some one inside the carriage.

"Wait till I get a purchase on her.

Now, then! All hands to the ropes! Heave--ho! THERE she comes!" The door flew back with a bang.

A man sprang out upon the lower step of the porch.

The eye of every inmate of the perfect boarding house was on him.