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She
had
not
had
time
to
be
aware
of
him
,
except
as
of
a
providential
comrade
-
in
-
competence
;
now
she
glanced
at
him
with
conscious
attention
.
His
face
had
the
clear
,
hard
look
she
remembered
having
liked
in
the
past
.
But
the
face
had
grown
calmer
,
as
if
more
serenely
at
peace
.
His
clothes
were
threadbare
.
He
wore
an
old
leather
jacket
,
and
even
in
the
darkness
she
could
distinguish
the
scuffed
blotches
streaking
across
the
leather
.
"
What
have
you
been
doing
since
you
left
Taggart
Transcontinental
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Oh
,
many
things
.
"
"
Where
are
you
working
now
?
"
"
On
special
assignments
,
more
or
less
.
"
"
Of
what
kind
?
"
"
Of
every
kind
.
"
"
You
’
re
not
working
for
a
railroad
?
"
"
No
.
"
The
sharp
brevity
of
the
sound
seemed
to
expand
it
into
an
eloquent
statement
.
She
knew
that
he
knew
her
motive
.
"
Kellogg
,
if
I
told
you
that
I
don
’
t
have
a
single
first
-
rate
man
left
on
the
Taggart
system
,
if
I
offered
you
any
job
,
any
terms
,
any
money
you
cared
to
name
—
would
you
come
back
to
us
?
"
