There was a take-along supper given out to all aboard while the Bullet made its way back to Constellation Station. And as Karl prepared to detrain, the conductor approached him with a jolly smile and a book-shaped package. He handed it to Karl.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t visit that lovely jewel box, the Pleiades, this trip. We were running a bit late, and you know, trains, especially great trains, must never, never be late! Perhaps next time, when we plan to pay a visit to Pegasus, the Flying Horse, as well. But, I do have a memento of this trip for you.” The conductor handed Karl the package.

“What is it?” asked Karl.

“Why, it’s a book of maps,” said the conductor. “With careful reading, it can guide you right back here, if you feel sad and miss us. You’re never alone with a good book, you know!”

Karl knew he would be back to see the regal Leo the Lion, Ursa Major the Great Bear, Hercules, and Taurus, the Bull. But for now, he thanked the pot-bellied conductor, who was consulting his watch again, and headed for home.