Previously: Boomer walked over to Yatkov and Harriott, “Why have you been brought to us with such an escort?”
“I’m terribly sorry but it seems as though Manitobah is not fond of myself,” Harriott replied, “And one hasn’t any ideah why.”
“They didn’t take that Adams* Model 1860 antique pistol away from you?”
“One doesn’t believe these blackguaaards noticed one had the pistol. Don’t you know?”
Boomer grinned, “This is ‘Murica, we speak English here.”
“Well I say – one daaareseay you, one’s old bean, Colonials doh not speak the Queen’s English at all.”
“I can see, Jay,” Sarah spoke quietly, “We’re going to get along with this fellow nicely—Boomer’s playing with him.”
“Yeah,” Jay replied, “He can barely suppress his smile.”
Season 12—Adventure 1—Episode 5… “Your train is at the station, and ready to go.”
“Adventure Train!” Chris exclaimed, “Air-conditioned comfort!”
“Air conditioned?” Karl McIntyre was perplexed.
“Opening windows—brings in a nice breeze,” Mac made the save.
“I wonder where…” Sarah—along with the rest—was curious.
“A place called ‘Fort Justice,’ according to the orders from the district marshal at Fort Leavenworth, The request came from a Colonel Cooper.”
“Have your deputy take over your duties here, Karl, this will be a good experience for you,” Mac ordered, “How soon can you be ready?”
“Twenty minutes, Marshal,” Karl replied, “And perhaps a bit more—waitin’ for my deputy to arrive.”
“Hey Murray,” Boomer grinned, “You want a little vacation in one of our frontier provinces?”
“You have a telegraph?”
“Yes—inside the marshal’s office,” Mac replied, “Do you know how to make it work?”
“I’ll let you know about both questions,” Yatkov grinned, “Just as soon as I know.”
A half-hour later… Yatkov returned, “It’s all arranged. Corporal Singh? Please take charge of the troop and return to Winnipeg, there to board our train and return to our headquarters.”
“Very good, Sar-Major, have a safe journey.”
An hour and a half later… The Adventure Train cleared the lakeside tunnel and began to pick-up speed—our heroes were truly on their way to an adventure—and for the first time, it felt like it.
“This train has simply twoh caaars, aaare there noh private quaaarters?” Harriott asked, “Don’t you know?”
“I DO know! There are—for the horses,” Boomer replied, “You may feel free to sleep with them—if they’ll have you—dontcha know?”
“One believes you, one’s old bean, aaare mocking myself. Goodness me!”
“One believes correctly,” Boomer grinned.
This silenced Paul, 24th Earl of Harriott—for the moment, at least.
“Sarah, I learned something,” Chris’s face betrayed concern, “I spoke with Deputy McIntyre—they didn’t find the bodies of Edward and Miles Slater!”
“They escaped?” Sarah’s surprise—complete.
“But—how?” Linda asked, “How is that possible?”
To be continued…