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"
Quite
sure
,
Mrs
.
Rearden
.
Our
man
found
at
the
station
in
Chicago
that
there
was
no
compartment
on
the
train
reserved
in
Mr
.
Rearden
’
s
name
.
We
checked
with
the
New
York
office
of
Taggart
Transcontinental
,
just
to
make
certain
,
and
were
told
that
Mr
.
Rearden
’
s
name
is
not
on
the
passenger
list
of
the
Comet
.
"
"
I
see
.
.
.
Then
cancel
the
order
,
please
.
.
.
Thank
you
.
"
She
sat
by
the
telephone
for
a
moment
,
frowning
,
then
called
Miss
Ives
.
"
Please
forgive
me
for
being
slightly
scatterbrained
,
Miss
Ives
,
but
I
was
rushed
and
did
not
write
it
down
,
and
now
I
’
m
not
quite
certain
of
what
you
said
.
Did
you
say
that
Mr
.
Rearden
was
coming
back
tomorrow
?
On
the
Comet
?
"
"
Yes
,
Mrs
.
Rearden
.
"
"
You
have
not
heard
of
any
delay
or
change
in
his
plans
?
"
"
Why
,
no
.
In
fact
,
I
spoke
to
Mr
.
Rearden
about
an
hour
ago
.
He
telephoned
from
the
station
in
Chicago
,
and
he
mentioned
that
he
had
to
hurry
back
aboard
,
as
the
Comet
was
about
to
leave
.
"
"
I
see
.
Thank
you
.
"
She
leaped
to
her
feet
as
soon
as
the
click
of
the
instrument
restored
her
to
privacy
.
She
started
pacing
the
room
,
her
steps
now
unrhythmically
tense
.
Then
she
stopped
,
struck
by
a
sudden
thought
.
There
was
only
one
reason
why
a
man
would
make
a
train
reservation
under
an
assumed
name
:
if
he
was
not
traveling
alone
.
