Two hours and twelve minutes later they arrived in Albany.
Doc Holliday was still unconcious.
The siblings were suppose to stay on the north bound train whereas Doctor Holliday was to catch a stage west.
Martha Louise, made the decision for all of them. Kathern and Archibald would continue on the train and she would stay with the Doc and catch the next train north, in a few days.
Two men in work clothes were brought to their compartment by the porter. They loaded Doc Holliday on a stretcher and removed him from the train. With Martha giving them directions they loaded him onto a buckboard and took off for her uncles home.
Standing on the depot platform, Kathern and Archibald watched the buckboard until it was out of sight, then Kathern slipped her hand into Archibald’s and they reboarded the train.
Twenty five minutes later the train was again northbound.
Kathern curled up on the bench seat, her hands between her knees and her head pillowed on one of the fringed pillows.
Archibald, couldn’t sleep. He envied Kate’s ability to sleep anywhere. He put a pillow behind his head, leaned back, and shut his eyes. His eyes popped open.
There, on the overhead shelf, was Doc’s instrument case. His valise had gone with him, but in all the excitement they’d forgotten his instruments. Archibald carefully reached up above kate and took it down. It was very heavy. He placed it next to him on the seat.
What could it hurt to look inside, he mused. He undid the clasps and layed it open. The array of unfamillar tools were fewer than he had expected. But on each side of the felt lined bottom were finger holes. He stuck his fingers into these holes and lifted out the top tray.
He caught his breath as he looked down at two Colt revolvers and a two barrel Derringer. Gently he removed the Derringer. It was loaded. All one needed to do was cock it and shoot. He replaced it and removed one of the Colts.
Like the Derringer, it was also loaded.
Now I wonder why a dentist would have a need for these pistols, Archibald thought.
On tiptoe he reached up and replaced the case above Kate’s head. He knew that he would have to take charge of Doc’s Instrument case. He sat back down in his seat, closed his eyes and let the rumbling lull him to sleep.
Kate startled him awake. “Achie, Archie, wake up. They’re serving breakfast.”
“Okay, I’m awake.”
After taking turns at the WC at the end of the car, they made their way to the dinning car. Kate was bubbly, excited to be near their destination. This was her first trip away from home.
“Do you think there will be a lot of elligible bows in that city?” she asked.
Archie looked up from his coffee. “Haven’t you broken enough hearts back home?”
“I didn’t break their hearts, they broke their own. I couldn’t get serious about them, I grew up with them.”
Archie cast his eyes around the car. There was no one within ear shot. “Listen,” he said softly, “while you were sleeping I looked into Doc’s