But there was a pretty hard crash, and I'm afraid some of the
passengers in the other cars are hurt."
"You're right--it was a hard crash," said a woman to whom Mrs. Bobbsey
was speaking. "It awakened me from a sound sleep. If we are off the
track I wonder how long it will take us to get back on?"
"I have a train of cars," said Freddie, who, with the other Bobbsey
children, was now partly dressed. "I have a train of cars, and when
they get off the track Flossie and I put 'em back on."
"Well, I wish you could do that with this train, my little engineer!"
laughed the man who had talked to Freddie's father.
"I'm not an engineer!" exclaimed the little fellow, smiling.
"No?" asked the man.
"Nope! I'm a fireman, and my sister's a fairy!" went on Freddie,
pointing to Flossie so every one would know he did not mean Nan.
"Well, if she is a fairy maybe she can wave her magic wand and put us
all back on the track again," went on the man. "Can you do that,
little fairy?" he asked. "Where is your magic wand?"
"I--I hasn't any," answered Flossie, who was feeling a bit shy and
bashful because so many persons were looking at her and smiling.
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