five o'clock
demanded `` Newport . '' `` Not till this afternoon . Most of the crews are in the city for the -- '' But the switchman had no listeners beyond that statement . And so it was that the news spread over town at five o'clock that Truxton King was where he could do no harm . It was well known that the train would make forty miles an hour down the steep grade into the lower valley . Up into the city strolled Sir Vagabond , his fiddle in his hand , his heart again as light as a feather . Some day -- ah , some day !