From the forward end you hear the gripman uttering shrill whoops and running over citizens.
A cable-car, with clanging bell, was bearing down upon it with a speed which the gripman seemed powerless to check.
They heard the kindly tones of the gripman talking to his children.
A little girl came out with a tin pail, the gripman's dinner.
"You'd better hang on; the gripman is mad tonight," Mary explained.
