The mother screamed and the Harvester sprang to pick up the child and see that he was not dangerously hurt.

Then he ran after the truck, pitched on the box, and whirling, sped beside the train toward the gates of exit.

There was the usual crush, but he could see the tall figure passing up the steps to the depot.

He tried to force his way and was called a brute by a crowded woman.

He ran down the platform to the gates he had entered with the truck.