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The car was an enclosed one, and the small windows had jagged splinters of glass sticking in the frames.

“We’re here to help you,” Bob shouted to the men inside. “Here, fellows,” he cried to his companions, “give me a hand with this door.”

They tugged at the door with all their might, but it had become so jammed that it resisted all their efforts. Again and again they pulled until it seemed as though their arms would be drawn out of their sockets, but in vain.

“Let’s try the one on the other side,” cried Bob, suiting the action to the word.

But here again the twisted framework refused to budge.

“No use!” exclaimed Bob, when convinced that their efforts were fruitless. “We’ll have to get something to smash in the door.”

The boys looked around them, and Bob’s eyes lighted on a heavy joist that had been left there by some workmen on the railroad near by.

“The very thing!” cried Bob, picking up one end. “Here, Joe, grab it up near the other end and we’ll use it as a battering ram.”

Joe was stooping to comply when a horrified cry came from Jimmy.