There⁠— close up, men! ⁠—oh my God, they’ve let Ned out! I told them for God’s sake to lock him up in the cellar, But they’ve let him out⁠—maybe he got out by himself⁠— He’s got too much sense⁠—“No, down, Ned! Down, good dog! Down , I tell you!⁠—” “ Goodbye, boys! Goodbye! We’ll hang Jeff Davis! ”

The engine squealed, the packed train started to move. Ned wanted to come, but they wouldn’t let him come. They had to kick him away, he couldn’t see why.