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"
Perhaps
you
’
d
better
speak
to
the
station
agent
,
Mr
.
Chalmers
.
I
have
no
authority
to
answer
you
as
I
’
d
like
to
,
"
said
the
conductor
,
and
walked
out
.
Chalmers
leaped
to
his
feet
.
"
Say
,
Kip
.
.
.
"
said
Lester
Tuck
uneasily
,
"
maybe
it
’
s
true
.
.
.
maybe
they
can
’
t
do
it
.
"
"
They
can
if
they
have
to
!
"
snapped
Chalmers
,
marching
resolutely
to
the
door
.
Years
ago
,
in
college
,
he
had
been
taught
that
the
only
effective
means
to
impel
men
to
action
was
fear
.
In
the
dilapidated
office
of
Winston
Station
,
he
confronted
a
sleepy
man
with
slack
,
worn
features
,
and
a
frightened
young
boy
who
sat
at
the
operator
’
s
desk
.
They
listened
,
in
silent
stupor
,
to
a
stream
of
profanity
such
as
they
had
never
heard
from
any
section
gang
.
"
—
and
it
’
s
not
my
problem
how
you
get
the
train
through
the
tunnel
,
that
’
s
for
you
to
figure
out
!
"
Chalmers
concluded
.
"
But
if
you
don
’
t
get
me
an
engine
and
don
’
t
start
that
train
,
you
can
kiss
good
-
bye
to
your
jobs
,
your
work
permits
and
this
whole
goddamn
railroad
!
"
The
station
agent
had
never
heard
of
Kip
Chalmers
and
did
not
know
the
nature
of
his
position
.
But
he
knew
that
this
was
the
day
when
unknown
men
in
undefined
positions
held
unlimited
power
—
the
power
of
life
or
death
.
"
It
’
s
not
up
to
us
,
Mr
.
Chalmers
,
"
he
said
pleadingly
.
"
We
don
’
t
issue
the
orders
out
here
.
The
order
came
from
Silver
Springs
.
Suppose
you
telephone
Mr
.
Mitchum
and
—
"
"
Who
’
s
Mr
.
Mitchum
?
"
