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He
held
her
body
as
if
the
violence
and
the
despair
of
the
way
he
took
her
could
wipe
his
unknown
rival
out
of
existence
,
out
of
her
past
,
and
more
:
as
if
it
could
transform
any
part
of
her
,
even
the
rival
,
into
an
instrument
of
his
pleasure
.
He
knew
,
by
the
eagerness
of
her
movement
as
her
arms
seized
him
,
that
this
was
the
way
she
wanted
to
be
taken
.
The
silhouette
of
a
conveyor
belt
moved
against
the
strips
of
fire
in
the
sky
,
raising
coal
to
the
top
of
a
distant
tower
,
as
if
an
inexhaustible
number
of
small
black
buckets
rode
out
of
the
earth
in
a
diagonal
line
across
the
sunset
.
The
harsh
,
distant
clatter
kept
going
through
the
rattle
of
the
chains
which
a
young
man
in
blue
overalls
was
fastening
over
the
machinery
,
securing
it
to
the
flatcars
lined
on
the
siding
of
the
Quinn
Ball
Bearing
Company
of
Connecticut
.
Mr
.
Mowen
,
of
the
Amalgamated
Switch
and
Signal
Company
across
the
street
,
stood
by
,
watching
.
He
had
stopped
to
watch
,
on
his
way
home
from
his
own
plant
.
He
wore
a
light
overcoat
stretched
over
his
short
,
paunchy
figure
,
and
a
derby
hat
over
his
graying
,
blondish
head
.
There
was
a
first
touch
of
September
chill
in
the
air
.
All
the
gates
of
the
Quinn
plant
buildings
stood
wide
open
,
while
men
and
cranes
moved
the
machinery
out
;
like
taking
the
vital
organs
and
leaving
a
carcass
,
thought
Mr
.
Mowen
.
"
Another
one
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Mowen
,
jerking
his
thumb
at
the
plant
,
even
though
he
knew
the
answer
.
"
Huh
?
"
asked
the
young
man
,
who
had
not
noticed
him
standing
there
.
"
Another
company
moving
to
Colorado
?
"
"
Uh
-
huh
.
"
"
It
’
s
the
third
one
from
Connecticut
in
the
last
two
weeks
,
"
said
Mr
.
Mowen
.
"
And
when
you
look
at
what
’
s
happening
in
New
Jersey
,
Rhode
Island
,
Massachusetts
and
all
along
the
Atlantic
coast
.
.
.
"
The
young
man
was
not
looking
and
did
not
seem
to
listen
.
"
It
’
s
like
a
leaking
faucet
,
"
said
Mr
.
Mowen
,
"
and
all
the
water
’
s
running
out
to
Colorado
.
All
the
money
.
"
The
young
man
flung
the
chain
across
and
followed
it
deftly
,
climbing
over
the
big
shape
covered
with
canvas
.
