"He looked at me and smiled with pleased interest. 'What's the joke, Elizabeth?'
"'I don't know as there is any joke,' I said; 'but you said it was a cable car, and it sounds like a trolley, and I'm sure it isn't hitched to anything.'
"'Wake up, Elizabeth,' he said, patiently, 'Wake up, we'll soon be there. You dreamed—' and then he suddenly pricked up his ears and wrinkled his forehead; 'Does sound like a trolley, though, doesn't it? That's funny.'
"Just then the conductor came through. Uncle Fred stopped him. 'What motive power has this car?' he asked, sort of accusingly.
"'Trolley,' answered the conductor.
"Uncle Fred looked around at us and at the passengers and then back to the conductor. 'Perhaps my memory deceives me,' he remarked; 'but I had the impression that I boarded a cable car.'
"The conductor laughed. 'Yes,' he said, 'the cable takes this car to Rehenes, Street, and then she takes the trolley wire.'
"'And where does this car go?" asked Uncle Fred, keeping his face turned away from us.
