But though the sleeping car no longer bumped unevenly over the wooden
ties of the road bed, and though it had come to a stop, the people in
it were all very much excited. Men and women quickly dressed, and came
out in the aisle where Mr. and Mrs. Bobbsey were now standing.
"What is it?"
"What's the matter?"
"Are we off the track?"
These and many other questions were being asked by every one it
seemed.
"I was dreamin' that I fell out of bed and I got a big bump!" said
Freddie Bobbsey, and, hearing that, many of the passengers laughed.
This seemed to make them feel better, and when it was seen that the
sleeping car was not broken and that no one in it was hurt, the men
and women began to talk about what had best be done.
"We're off the track, that's sure," said one man who had a berth next
to Mr. Bobbsey. "You can tell we're off the track by the way this car
is tipped to one side."
"Yes, I believe we are," said the children's father. "Well, if it
isn't anything worse than being off the track we will not worry much.
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