tinuously. He trembled as he saw finally a street where children were playing between unbroken rows of red brick houses. Other streets succeeded. They were unquestionably entering some large city. But what city Peewee could not yet tell.
The train rolled slowly into a long, covered train-shed and his recognition of it filled him with nostalgia. He saw, as they descended, a policeman whom he remembered having seen before. He wanted, as they passed through the station, to run away from Sallet out into the streets, but now the lawyer held him firmly by the hand. He shook violently as he was put into a taxicab. The thronging faces of people, the roar of vehicles, the clang of street-car bells and the rumble of the elevated stirred him with delight. He would have been perfectly happy, he thought, if the lawyer had let him get out and sit down on the edge of the sidewalk with his feet in the gutter, but his opinion of Sallet showed him the impossibility of the lawyer's doing that.
The cab stopped before an office building.
