The susunod day, Sir Handel, and Peter Sam were arguing over yesterday's events.

Peter Sam: If you just did your job without fuss, Sir Topham Hatt, and the owner wouldn't have gotten angry at you.
Sir Handel: Okay, I admit that derailing myself was foolish, but you have to understand. They were giving me too much work.
Peter Sam: Too much work? All you had to do was pull freight cars. If Duke was here, he would say-
Sir Handel: *Talks in a German accent* Zhat vould never suit his grace. I know, I know.

Skarloey was listening to the two engines.

Skarloey: Who is Duke?
Peter Sam: He was an engine who worked with us on another railway 21 years ago.
Sir Handel: I suppose you want us to tell you about him.
Skarloey: Yes please.
Peter Sam: Well, here's the story.

Sodor, 1935

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Peter Sam: When we worked with Duke, I was called Stuart, and Sir Handel was Falcon. We prefer our new names. Duke loved keeping us in order. Whenever we did anything the Duke thought wrong, he would say...
Duke: *Watching Stuart, and palkon switch cars, but they crash into each other* You really shouldn't do that! It vould never suit his grace!
Peter Sam: Other engines came, and went, but Duke outlasted them all. We'd sometimes call him Granpuff. Don't get me wrong, the both of us liked Duke, but you'd get tired of him too if you listen to him talk everlastingly about his grace. Heck, we'd even tease him, and say...
palkon & Stuart: Engines come, and engines go. Granpuff goes on forever!
Duke: You impertinent Scally vags! Vhatever are you engines coming too?!
Falcon: Never mind Granpuff. We're only young ones.
Duke: Vell you better mind! Unless you vant to end up like Smudger.

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Stuart: Ooh, Granpuff.
Falcon: Whatever happened?
Duke: Smudger, vas a showoff.
Smudger: *Blows his whistle*
Duke: He rode roughly, und often came off zhe rails.
Smudger: *Derails himself with two freight cars*
Duke: *Puffs towards Smudger who derailed himself near a switch* I varned him to be careful, but he took no notice.
Smudger: Listen Dukey! Who worries about a few spills?
Duke: Ve do here I said, but Smudger just laughed.
Smudger: Hehehehehehehehehe!
Duke: Until one day, manager sinabi he vas going to make him useful at last. Smudger stopped laughing zhen.
Falcon: Wh-wh-wh-wh-why?
Stuart: What did he do?
Duke: He turned him into a generator. He's still out there behind our shed. He'll never ilipat again.
Peter Sam: After that, we became really useful engines, and lived happily together, but then, hard times came. The mines in the hills closed. Then the railway closed too. People came to buy us, as well as some rolling stock.
People: We'll take Stuart, and Falcon.
Peter Sam: But no one wanted Duke, they thought he was too old.
Falcon: Cheer up Granpuff. We'll find you a nice railway, and then you can come, and keep us in order.
Peter Sam: But, I guess that never happened, because after our first line closed down, the segundo line we worked on was on the mainland. Now that we're back, we can try to find him again.
Sir Handel: But what if he's not here anymore?
Skarloey: You don't think he got scrapped, do you?
Sir Handel: I don't know. If we want to find him, we need to tell the owner, or Sir Topham Hatt, or anyone that wants to help us find him.

2 B Continued