"What's a wrecking crew, Daddy?" asked Nan.
"They are the men who clear away wrecked trains," her father answered.
"Don't you remember? You saw them at the wreck in our town."
"Oh, yes!" exclaimed Nan. "There was one car with a big derrick on it,
and it lifted the broken pieces of the wrecked cars out of the way."
"That's the wreck Mr. Hickson was hurt in," went on Bert. "I guess his
wreck was worse than this one."
"Yes, it was," said Mr. Bobbsey. "All railroad wrecks are bad enough,
but some are worse than others. But now I think you children had
better get back to your berths. There isn't much more to see. You can
feel the rest."
"You mean we can feel the bumping when they put us back on the rails?"
asked Bert.
"Yes," his father told him.
And a little while after Bert and his sister had got back in their
berths they did feel a rumbling and bumping. There were more shouts
out in the darkness of the night, and, peering under the edges of
their curtains, the children saw more flickering torches and moving
men.
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