My dearest daughters, It's been too long since we've been together. I miss you both so much. I've made my fortune and bought a house for us. I think you will like it. It's painted Beth's favorite color, and you can see the beach from the back windows. I'm sending you train tickets to bring you here. All my love, Father” The rocking of the train lulled Beth to sleep, and she snored quietly with her head on Sally's shoulder. Sally's eyelids grew heavy. She was just nodding off when a series of loud bangs startled her and Beth awake. "What was that?" cried Beth, grabbing Sally's arm. Sally craned her neck to see what was causing the disturbance outside. The train rumbled to a stop. Sally cringed as a man on a galloping horse swept past the window. "It's bandits," she whispered, putting her arm around her sister's shoulders. They clung to each other in fear as the door to the train compartment flew open and a tall man with a bandana over his face stepped in. He looked down at them and shook his head. "You young 'uns wouldn't be hidin' any yellow hammer, would ya?" he asked with a chuckle. Sally and Beth stared at him. "Naw, didn't think so." He stepped out of the compartment and shut the door behind him. They heard him yelling to someone outside the door, "No valuables in here! Let's get goin'." A while later, the train started moving again. Sally and Beth peered out the window at the retreating bandits. "This is turning out to be more of an adventure than we bargained for," Sally murmured. Beth nodded and reached for the package of cookies in her pocket. Their grandmother had baked their favorite, chocolate chip. "It's a good thing he didn't find these," she said, taking a bite. What evidence shows how Sally feels when they encounter the bandits? He stepped out of the compartment and shut the door behind him. Sally and Beth peered out the window at the retreating bandits. Sally cringed as a man on a galloping horse swept past the window. She was just nodding off when a series of loud bangs startled h