It was not much; the men would soon remove it.

An Indian woman, who lived near, had heroically lit a fire, and thus stopped the train in time.

There was no other train due upon the road for many hours.

There was no danger.

There _might_ have been a bad accident, but they had been providentially preserved.
His utterance greatly impressed the bystanders, for he was an important-looking gentleman; but long before he had finished speaking, the bright-eyed little mother had set her children into their various seats again, pulled their jackets close in front, rolled up their feet, patted their caps down on their heads, and, in fact, by a series of pokes and pulls, composed her family to sleep, or, at least, started them as far on the way to sleep as a family can be sent by such a method.
Quiet settled on the car again.