it?”
“Uh, oh yeah, a mean ol’ VooDoo mystic by the name of Skully Beez-zar has kidnapped a couple of friends of ours, Officer Keefer Smith and the Right Reverend Alonzo Dolomite. I think he has some insidious scheme in mind. He ran off in a fast train and destroyed the tracks behind so that we cannot chase him.”
“I say, Mr. Temperance, this would not happen to be the highly touted new ‘Coast to Coastal Express’ is it? Oh dear, I am afraid that this newly opened line allows an unbroken journey from Los Angelos in the California territories, to the United States Texas city of Galveston. This facilitates a Pacific Coast to Gulf Coast express line with no engine changes.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Rotten luck, old bean.”
“Yessir, Mr. Eppington sir, but me and Officer O’Hagan ain’t having it. We’re gonna catch up that San Moniquan (wherever that is) menace and free our friends.”
“I think the best thing that Persephone and I can do to help is to stay out of the way until repairs are made. Godspeed, old boy.”
“Uh, thanks, Mr. Eppington.”
“We shall monitor your progress, Mr. Temperance. Please continue with your hasty efforts.”
“Yes, Ma’am, … Miss Plumtartt ... All right, now come on, fellas, let’s get these prybars and hammers into action!”
“Hey, we need more water buckets on this side of the crater, y’all!”
“Get the other side of the crater’s rails cooled off. As soon as we get these rails loose we’ll come over to that side.”
“Pull on that lever!”
“Press on that bar!”
“Maintain pressure on that bar while I prise the rail from the other side!”
“Now gimme a good swing on that hammer to drive this pry-bar home!”
“Put the next pry-bar here. Use that busted rail tie there for a fulcrum. Good, now let’s get a rhythm going as we alternate hammer strikes on this lever.”
“It’s working! The spikes are coming loose!”
“Disengage here! Set that prise, here. Gain some leverage off of this here chunk of lumber and get these rails sprung loose!”
“Say, that’s all right! We’ve got several teams of hammer swingers and pry-bar wranglers getting us free of the ruined rails.”
“We did it! We’re loose! Let’s get these ruined tracks out of the way!”
“Now let’s help with the other side!”
“It’s letting go! Hurray! Get that twisted beam aside!”
“We gotta rebuild this berm! We need shovels and scoops and wheelbarrows and brooms and more gravel from out of the supply!”
“You fellers go ahead and get started. We’ll have this other rail out of the way before y’all get started good.”
“The rail disengages! We’re clear!”
“We got plenty of gravel stored on site in the train yard, but only three wheel barrows.”
“Say, Casey, don’t we have a boxcar full of wheelbarrows being shipped somewhere here in the yard?”
“Yes, we do. Here it is! This here train car full of wheel barrows is hereby commandeered! Get these wheelbarrows into action, men! Build that berm!”
“We must have two hundred men and women on this project! There are a hundred folks hustling gravel to the grade with their requisitioned wheel barrows while shovel teams stand by to fill them.”
“Our grade grows! Stand by to set the wooden ties!”
“Somebody fetch a level to square us up!”
“These are lining up pretty good, let’s bring in the new rails!”
“Officer O’Hagan! Locate the fastest engine in the yard! Get her steam up and be ready when we get the last rail placed!”
“Aye! I’ll have our steel horsie ready, m’boy.”
“Good, come on y’all, here we go now! Strike! . Strike! . Strike! We gotta get these railroad spikes driven in to secure these rails!”
“That’s it, we’re getting’ ’em laid lickety split!”
“We’re good on this side, bring in another pair of rails!”
“Don’t slow down! Strike! . Strike! Get the spacing right. Go ahead and get the next pair of rails brought
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