"I said crosspatch," she faltered and waited bravely for the deluge.
"He won't ever forget I called him a crosspatch," she said sadly and she blushed.
“And you're helping her,” the Crosspatch Conductor said, gruffly.
“I call Miss Winstead crosspatch now,” she said on this occasion.
King Crosspatch would sigh, as he watched the old man at work.
And it's the Crosspatch Conductor's day, too—we've had an awful time coaxing him to wait!
The two heads were close together, and the Crosspatch Conductor smiled as he passed them.
Mr. Blodgett said he'd telegraph to have the Crosspatch Conduc—I mean the conductor—bring them with him to-morrow.
The train was wriggling into motion, and Glory caught sight of the Crosspatch Conductor on one end of the platform.
On the train the Crosspatch Conductor drew Glory aside a moment.