"The brakes couldn't quite do it," said the engineer. "That tie saved
the girl, with no damage to the train."
"It seems to be a lucky accident all round," said the young man, who
had laid Nell on a safe spot, and now turned his attention to
assisting in removing the obstruction from the rails.
"Yes. Who is she?"
"I can't say."
"Well, I must be on the way," uttered the engineer, "we are behind
time now."
By this time the conductor was on the ground, but the train was
running again, and he received a full explanation from the engineer
afterward.
When the young man made a closer inspection of the girl he had
rescued, a cry of surprise fell from his lips.
"As I live, it is Nell Darrel!"
But she could not speak to thank him for his act, since she had
fainted.
Lifting ner tenderly the young man turned his steps in the direction
of the farm-house, where he had been stopping during the past two
days.
"Curse you! curse you!" were the venomous words flung after the man by
Madge Scarlet.
But she dared not interfere to prevent the rescue.
When Nell Darrel again opened her eyes, it was to find herself calmly
resting on a couch in a little room, whose cozy appearance was like
home indeed.
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