"Madam, hurry up and pay," said the ticket seller.
"Customers are waiting."
Toad turned around.
A long line waited behind him.
"Hurry up!" said a possum.
"Hey, we're waiting!" yelled a turkey.
"I'm sure I have some money," said Toad.
Toad searched through his clothes again.
His shawl fell off, and he tore his dress.
"My money is in my coat," thought Toad.
"I left it in the jail!"
Toad smiled at the ticket seller.
"Just give me a ticket.
I'll send you the money.
I'm rich and famous!"
Everyone behind him laughed.
"This washwoman is rich!" said the possum.
"And famous too!" said the turkey.
"Stand aside, lady," said the ticket seller.
A raccoon poked Toad from behind.
"My good woman," he said. "Make room."
Toad ran from the ticket window.
He sat on a bench and cried.
"I almost got a ticket for home!" he said.
"Soon the police will know I escaped.
They will hunt me down.
I'll go back to jail."
Just then, a voice called out to him.
It was the train engineer.
"Hello lady!" he said. "What's wrong?"