The Major and the Minor Page #4

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78 North Elm Street.

No, no, I mean, on the train.

What's the letter in your compartment?

You know the alphabet, don't you?

Of course I know the alphabet.

Good. Now just think hard.

What's the letter

on your mother's compartment?

I'm not with my mother. I'm alone.

Well, then where's your ticket?

The man took it.

The conductor?

Then we'll have to ring for the conductor.

Oh, no! Please.

Don't be foolish, child.

When you get lost in a big city,

what do you do?

You try and find a nice, kind policeman

and ask him to help you, don't you?

But I don't need him. I know where I belong.

I belong up in the day coach.

Only I don't want to sit up in the day coach.

It makes me feel sicky here.

So they gave you some money

to get yourself supper,

and what did you buy?

A bottle of pop?

Some chocolate-covered marshmallows?

A bag of peanuts maybe?

And some little lemon drops.

And then everything

started going round and round inside.

Maybe this way.

So I thought maybe if I could find

someplace where there wasn't anybody,

maybe I could lie down a little bit.

Only the train's all full, I guess.

It certainly is.

Maybe if I held your head.

Oh, no, thank you.

It's just when I sit up or stand up.

Well, then lie down, child, quick. Come.

Oh, thank you, but this is your bed, isn't it?

Oh, that's all right. I have an upper here.

I'll ring for the porter

and have him make it up.

Oh, no, no!

- Why not?

- No...

Well, I'll only stay five minutes, maybe.

Oh, nonsense. You're going to sleep here.

How far are you going?

Stevenson, lowa.

Well, you're all set for tonight anyway.

I get off at High Creek, Indiana.

Oh, please don't ring for the porter.

Now, why, child?

Because the porter will tell the conductor,

and I'm scared of the conductor.

Now, why?

Because he's got long yellow teeth

and little bitsy eyes

and hands like a spider

with big black fur on them.

He's probably got a heart of gold.

The first time I saw him was in Africa

and then in an airplane

and then in the wizard's palace.

And every time I have a bad dream,

I still see the same...

Now, look, don't get so excited.

Tell me, child, what is your name?

Susan.

Only they call me Su-Su.

All right, Su-Su,

now don't you worry

about the porter anymore.

I'll make up the upper myself.

Oh, well, maybe...

Maybe I better go back to the day coach.

Why?

Well...

You're very kind,

but, well, my mother told me that...

Well, you see, you are a strange gentleman.

Yes, well, we can soon fix that.

My name is Kirby.

Major Phillip Kirby, United States Army.

Major? Like Major Bowes?

Well, just about.

You see, I'm assigned

as an instructor to a military institute.

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