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When
all
of
Europe
put
into
practice
the
ideas
which
he
had
preached
,
he
came
to
live
in
America
.
Through
the
years
,
his
style
of
writing
and
his
body
had
grown
flabby
.
At
seventy
,
he
was
an
obese
old
man
with
retouched
hair
and
a
manner
of
scornful
cynicism
retouched
by
quotations
from
the
yogis
about
the
futility
of
all
human
endeavor
.
Kip
Chalmers
had
invited
him
,
because
it
seemed
to
look
distinguished
.
Gilbert
Keith
Worthing
had
come
along
,
because
he
had
no
particular
place
to
go
.
"
God
damn
these
railroad
people
!
"
said
Kip
Chalmers
.
"
They
’
re
doing
it
on
purpose
.
They
want
to
ruin
my
campaign
.
I
can
’
t
miss
that
rally
!
For
Christ
’
s
sake
,
Lester
,
do
something
!
"
"
I
’
ve
tried
,
"
said
Lester
Tuck
.
At
the
train
’
s
last
stop
,
he
had
tried
,
by
long
-
distance
telephone
,
to
find
air
transportation
to
complete
their
journey
;
but
there
were
no
commercial
flights
scheduled
for
the
next
two
days
.
"
If
they
don
’
t
get
me
there
on
time
,
I
’
ll
have
their
scalps
and
their
railroad
!
Can
’
t
we
tell
that
damn
conductor
to
hurry
?
"
"
You
’
ve
told
him
three
times
.
"
"
I
’
ll
get
him
fired
.
He
’
s
given
me
nothing
but
a
lot
of
alibis
about
all
their
messy
technical
troubles
.
I
expect
transportation
,
not
alibis
.
They
can
’
t
treat
me
like
one
of
their
day
-
coach
passengers
.
I
expect
them
to
get
me
where
I
want
to
go
when
I
want
it
.
Don
’
t
they
know
that
I
’
m
on
this
train
?
"
"
They
know
it
by
now
,
"
said
Laura
Bradford
.
"
Shut
up
,
Kip
.
You
bore
me
.
"
Chalmers
refilled
his
glass
.
The
car
was
rocking
and
the
glassware
tinkled
faintly
on
the
shelves
of
the
bar
.
The
patches
of
starlit
sky
in
the
windows
kept
swaying
jerkily
,
and
it
seemed
as
if
the
stars
were
tinkling
against
one
another
.
They
could
see
nothing
beyond
the
glass
bay
of
the
observation
window
at
the
end
of
the
car
,
except
the
small
halos
of
red
and
green
lanterns
marking
the
rear
of
the
train
,
and
a
brief
stretch
of
rail
running
away
from
them
into
the
darkness
.
A
wall
of
rock
was
racing
the
train
,
and
the
stars
dipped
occasionally
into
a
sudden
break
that
outlined
,
high
above
them
,
the
peaks
of
the
mountains
of
Colorado
.
"
Mountains
.
.
.
"
said
Gilbert
Keith
-
Worthing
,
with
satisfaction
.
