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When
the
green
light
of
a
signal
appeared
by
the
track
,
it
gave
them
a
point
to
reach
and
pass
,
but
—
incongruous
in
the
midst
of
the
floating
dissolution
—
it
brought
them
no
sense
of
relief
.
It
seemed
to
come
from
a
long
since
extinguished
world
,
like
those
stars
whose
light
remains
after
they
are
gone
.
The
green
circle
glowed
in
space
,
announcing
a
clear
track
,
inviting
motion
where
there
was
nothing
to
move
.
Who
was
that
philosopher
,
she
thought
,
who
preached
that
motion
exists
without
any
moving
entities
?
This
was
his
world
,
too
.
She
found
herself
pushing
forward
with
increasing
effort
,
as
if
against
some
resistance
that
was
,
not
pressure
,
but
suction
.
Glancing
at
Kellogg
,
she
saw
that
he
,
too
,
was
walking
like
a
man
braced
against
a
storm
.
She
felt
as
if
the
two
of
them
were
the
sole
survivors
of
.
.
.
of
reality
,
she
thought
—
two
lonely
figures
fighting
,
not
through
a
storm
,
but
worse
:
through
non
-
existence
.
It
was
Kellogg
who
glanced
back
,
after
a
while
,
and
she
followed
his
glance
:
there
was
no
headlight
behind
them
.
They
did
not
stop
.
Looking
straight
ahead
,
he
reached
absently
into
his
pocket
;
she
felt
certain
that
the
movement
was
involuntary
;
he
produced
a
package
of
cigarettes
and
extended
it
to
her
.
She
was
about
to
take
a
cigarette
—
then
,
suddenly
,
she
seized
his
wrist
and
tore
the
package
out
of
his
hand
.
It
was
a
plain
white
package
that
bore
,
as
single
imprint
,
the
sign
of
the
dollar
.
"
Give
me
the
flashlight
!
"
she
ordered
,
stopping
.
He
stopped
obediently
and
sent
the
beam
of
the
flashlight
at
the
package
in
her
hands
.
She
caught
a
glimpse
of
his
face
:
he
looked
a
little
astonished
and
very
amused
.
There
was
no
printing
on
the
package
,
no
trade
name
,
no
address
,
only
the
dollar
sign
stamped
in
gold
.
The
cigarettes
bore
the
same
sign
.
"
Where
did
you
get
this
?
"
she
asked
.
He
was
smiling
.
"
If
you
know
enough
to
ask
that
,
Miss
Taggart
,
you
should
know
that
I
won
’
t
answer
.
"
