"None have so far--it's just put there in case they should. You know if wishes were horses beggars would ride, and, of course, if you put a beggar on horseback he will ride you down. That would make it very unpleasant for any one who was walking if there should ever happen to be any." "Do many people cross the bridge?" asked Billy. "I don't know, I'm sure--as they all cross it before they get to it, by the time they get there they have already crossed it, so it's impossible to make them pass through the turnstiles." "I wish I knew how to get to Never Was," said Billy sadly. "I can't help you; because what has once been done can't be undone, unless time turns back, and as what you have done was done before you did it, I don't see how you can ever do it." "No, I'm very sure you can't help me," said Billy. "But of one thing I am certain, I must get to Bogie Man's house." "You will do well if you do, for no one has ever seen Bogie Man," said the Toll Gate Keeper. "No one has ever seen him?" "No--lots of people have thought they saw him but he keeps himself just out of sight." "I wonder what time it is?" said Billy, pulling out his Waterbury. "I do hate to waste so much time--why it can't be eleven o'clock yet." "Just half past ten," said the Toll Man, pulling out his sun dial. "I wonder what's happened to my watch? I must turn it back," and pressing the spring Billy turned the hands back to ten thirty. Just at that moment he happened to catch sight of the bridge over his shoulder, and, strange to say, it was almost in touching distance. "Hurrah!" he cried, delightedly, "here's the bridge right here--now I'm sure to catch it," and he ran backwards as hard as he could, but without getting an inch nearer to it. "How did it get here, anyway?" he asked. "I don't know," said the Bridge Keeper. "I noticed it coming up while you were setting your watch back." "That's it--that's it," cried Billy. "Don't you know, you said that what has once been done can't be undone unless time turns back." "What has that got to do with it?" "Can't you see when I turned time back, up came the bridge? Now I am going to turn it back more and get to the other side." "Don't risk it, don't risk it," cried the Toll Gate Keeper, in great excitement. "If you should happen to be lost between two hours, you might never catch up with time again." But Billy did not heed the warning, for he knew he could turn his watch ahead again and make up for any lost time that way. So back went the hands of the watch and, "Spang!" Billy stood in the dark and dismal streets of Never Was. Far, far off in front of him (this time) was the bridge, and on the other side, waving his arms in despair, stood the Toll Gate Keeper. CHAPTER XIX. IN THE DARK, NEVER WAS.