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"
Tell
your
men
to
stop
here
,
at
track
phone
Number
83
,
to
pick
up
Mr
.
Kellogg
and
myself
.
"
She
was
looking
at
the
beacon
,
"
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
"
"
Call
the
Taggart
trainmaster
at
Laurel
,
report
the
Comet
’
s
delay
and
explain
to
him
what
happened
.
"
She
put
her
hand
into
her
pocket
and
suddenly
clutched
her
fingers
:
she
felt
the
package
of
cigarettes
.
"
Say
—
"
she
asked
,
"
what
’
s
that
beacon
,
about
half
a
mile
from
here
?
"
"
From
where
you
are
?
Oh
,
that
must
be
the
emergency
landing
field
of
the
Flagship
Airlines
.
"
"
I
see
.
.
.
Well
,
that
’
s
all
.
Get
your
men
started
at
once
.
Tell
them
to
pick
up
Mr
.
Kellogg
by
track
phone
Number
83
.
"
"
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
"
She
hung
up
.
Kellogg
was
grinning
.
"
An
airfield
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Yes
.
"
She
stood
looking
at
the
beacon
,
her
hand
still
clutching
the
cigarettes
in
her
pocket
.
"
So
they
’
re
going
to
pick
up
Mr
.
Kellogg
,
are
they
?
"
