“One day, after a big snowstorm, the Little Red Engine rises to the occasion and proves he is worthy of being a main line engine--he is given a special name by order of the king.”
“Engine 394 is a little red country engine that works the branch line from Taddlecombe junction. Unlike the Big Black Engine, “Pride o’ the North” and the Big Green Engine, “Beauty of the South,” that work the main line, Little Red was thought too unimportant to be given a name.”
″...where the great main line to the North, and the great main line to the South met the little branch line on which the Little Red Engine was running.”
“The Big Black Engine was called Pride o’ the North, written in letters of gold on its side, and the Big Green Engine was called Beauty of the South...”
″... but the Little Red Engine had no name at all, only a number written in black, 394, for it only worked on a branch line, and the others were Main Line engines.”
“Ah!‘, they would say, ’ you don’t know what you are missing. All you ever see are empty fields and cows and a village here and there, and your only excitements are your ten level crossings and everyone knows that they are out of date.”
“How lucky they are! I wish I could see the things that they have seen, I wish I could go through a tunnel, I wish I could run on a bridge. I like my branch line very much, and I shouldn’t like to leave it.”
“And there it was stuck fast. And the snow fell and covered it up. And the men who came to dig it out shook their heads and blew on their fingers. ‘We’ll never get her out under three days at least.”
“Well, the Great Main Line is a difficult business. Are you sure you could manage? You’re never had main line experience.′ And the Station Master stood in doubt. ‘Chuffa chuff chuff. I’m sure I can.”