"Toby is a tram engine with cowcatchers and side plates, quite unlike a steam engine." "He takes trucks from farms to the main line and is always cheerful." "His coach Henrietta has seen better days." "She grumbles, remembering she used to be full and nine trucks would rattle behind her." "Now there are only three or four." "Farms send their goods by lorry." "Toby is careful." "Cars, buses and lorries have accidents, but not Toby." "The buses are crowded and Henrietta is empty." "A stout gentleman stood on Toby's platform." "He was the Fat Controller but Toby didn't know this." ""Come on, Grandfather!" "Look at this engine."" ""That's a tram engine, Stephen."" ""ls it electric?" asked Bridget." ""Shh!" "You've offended him."" ""But trams are electric!"" ""This is a steam tram."" ""May we go in it, Grandfather?" They all scrambled into Henrietta." "(Bell dings)" ""Hooray!" chanted Henrietta." "Toby did not sing." ""Electric, indeed!" he snorted." "He was very hurt." ""What is your name?" "Toby, sir."" ""Thank you for a nice ride." Toby felt better now." ""This gentleman," he thought, "knows how to speak to engines."" "The children came every day." "Sometimes they rode with the guard." "On the last day, the driver invited them into his cab." "All were sorry when they had to go away." "The Fat Controller and his family thanked everyone." " (Dinging) - "Come again soon!" replied Toby." "They waved till Toby was out of sight." "The months passed." "Toby had few trucks and fewer passengers." ""Our last day," said his driver one day." ""We must close tomorrow."" "That day, everyone wanted a last ride." "The passengers joked and sang but Toby and his driver wished they wouldn't." ""Goodbye!" said the passengers." ""We're sorry your line's closing."" ""So am I," said Toby." ""Nobody wants me," Toby thought, and went unhappily to sleep." "Next morning, the shed was flung open by his driver." ""Wake up!" "A letter from the stout gentleman!"" "I mustn't tell you more or I shall spoil the next story."