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While they were busy working in the yard, Colonel Moncrieff puffed up wearing a stern look on his face.

"You two must behave here. None of your hayseed antics will be appreciated or tolerated on this, our North Western Main Line." Bash had just the remark for Moncrieff's severe attitude.

"Actually, when we saw you we thought this was the scrapyard!" He giggled. This made Moncrieff very cross, but he held his tongue except to reply, cooly,

"Just make sure my trucks are in order when I come back! Try speaking with that tone to an officer in France, my Sergeant would have torn you a new blowdown valve!"

"Yes sir!" The twins sneered, and Moncrieff puffed away in a huff. The two engines worked hard, but were rough with the trucks. They found the work easy, since they were well versed in handling trucks, though they could have stood to ease up when the trucks cried,

"Oof!! Ow!!! No need for that!" But, I'm afraid they didn't. The silly trucks thought it would be funny to get back at them for being mishandled by claiming with a false intention of forgiveness,

"How about we show you around? We only want to help!" Bash and Dash were relieved, but found out their true intentions soon enough. The yard was in disarray after they let the trucks tell them where things were to be put, and such was the extent of this mishap that Colonel Moncrieff was very late in departing with his goods train.

Description
While they were busy working in the yard, Colonel Moncrieff puffed up wearing a stern look on his face.

"You two must behave here. None of your hayseed antics will be appreciated or tolerated on this, our North Western Main Line." Bash had just the remark for Moncrieff's severe attitude.

"Actually, when we saw you we thought this was the scrapyard!" He giggled. This made Moncrieff very cross, but he held his tongue except to reply, cooly,

"Just make sure my trucks are in order when I come back! Try speaking with that tone to an officer in France, my Sergeant would have torn you a new blowdown valve!"

"Yes sir!" The twins sneered, and Moncrieff puffed away in a huff. The two engines worked hard, but were rough with the trucks. They found the work easy, since they were well versed in handling trucks, though they could have stood to ease up when the trucks cried,

"Oof!! Ow!!! No need for that!" But, I'm afraid they didn't. The silly trucks thought it would be funny to get back at them for being mishandled by claiming with a false intention of forgiveness,

"How about we show you around? We only want to help!" Bash and Dash were relieved, but found out their true intentions soon enough. The yard was in disarray after they let the trucks tell them where things were to be put, and such was the extent of this mishap that Colonel Moncrieff was very late in departing with his goods train.