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at the tree that had been hit onto rails. All the men began to look for a solution to the problem and the women were let into the train carriages.

"We have a lot of people, maybe we could push that tree of rails?" said the man, who looks like a lower-class worker.

"Are you mad you filthy peasant!? I’m not going to do your dirty job, my clothes are worth more than your all belongings" said the men from the upper class with furious faces.

While all the men were arguing about what could be done about that tree. Roger heard Harold’s unhappy and silent murmuring.

"I’m not gonna push that tree!" Harold said while turning around to the train door

Unfortunately for him Roger grabs him and was jagged to the crowd. Harold looked very bewildered, while Roger jagged him.

"Now listen to me, higher class gentlemen! If I, a person who can‘t walk normally, can try to move that tree, so can you!" he said a little annoyed. Miraculously, the loud Roger‘s voice was enough to make all the men work together. After a lot of tries, they moved the tree from the train tracks and went to their carts. While all the men were pulling the tree, into Roger and Harold‘s compartment walked in a young, slender, charming, golden-haired girl named Rose Taylor. 

She looked around and quickly, cleverly packed the contents of her handbag into the mens‘ suitcases, closed them, and immediately sat down on the train seat when she heard the cart‘s door close.

"It would be nice if you didn't pull me that way anymore," Harold said as he entered the compartment.

"Oh ... Hello, I'm Rose Taylor, I hope you don't mind me riding in your compartment“ Rose smiled lovingly and instantly charming Harold.

"Of course, we don‘t mind“ Harold smiled and sat down next to her after picking up his suitcase.

Roger sat down in front of them without saying a word.

The rest of the trip went without any major adventures. Roger was suspicious and kept staring at Rose with a suspicious look, while Harold was having fun talking to her. But as the train reached New York’s train station, police officers boarded the cart and began inspecting each compartment looking for something. One officer entered the compartment of Harold, Roger, and Rose.

"Hello, please show me your travel tickets and open your suitcases.

They all three obediently opened their suitcases and...

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