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"
He
’
s
the
division
superintendent
at
Silver
Springs
.
Suppose
you
send
him
a
message
to
—
"
"
I
should
bother
with
a
division
superintendent
!
I
’
ll
send
a
message
to
Jim
Taggart
—
that
’
s
what
I
’
m
going
to
do
!
"
Before
the
station
agent
had
time
to
recover
,
Chalmers
whirled
to
the
boy
,
ordering
,
"
You
—
take
this
down
and
send
it
at
once
!
"
It
was
a
message
which
,
a
month
ago
,
the
station
agent
would
not
have
accepted
from
any
passenger
;
the
rules
forbade
it
;
but
he
was
not
certain
about
any
rules
any
longer
:
Mr
.
James
Taggart
,
New
York
City
.
Am
held
up
on
the
Comet
at
Winston
,
Colorado
,
by
the
incompetence
of
your
men
,
who
refuse
to
give
me
an
engine
.
Have
meeting
in
San
Francisco
in
the
evening
of
top
-
level
national
importance
.
If
you
don
’
t
move
my
train
at
once
,
I
’
ll
let
you
guess
the
consequences
.
Kip
Chalmers
.
After
the
boy
had
transmitted
the
words
onto
the
wires
that
stretched
from
pole
to
pole
across
a
continent
as
guardians
of
the
Taggart
track
—
after
Kip
Chalmers
had
returned
to
his
car
to
wait
for
an
answer
—
the
station
agent
telephoned
Dave
Mitchum
,
who
was
his
friend
,
and
read
to
him
the
text
of
the
message
.
He
heard
Mitchum
groan
in
answer
.
"
I
thought
I
’
d
tell
you
,
Dave
.
I
never
heard
of
the
guy
before
,
but
maybe
he
’
s
somebody
important
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
!
"
moaned
Mitchum
.
"
Kip
Chalmers
?
You
see
his
name
in
the
newspapers
all
the
time
,
right
in
with
all
the
top
-
level
boys
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
he
is
,
but
if
he
’
s
from
Washington
,
we
can
’
t
take
any
chances
.
Oh
Christ
,
what
are
we
going
to
do
?
"
We
can
’
t
take
any
chances
—
thought
the
Taggart
operator
in
New
York
,
and
transmitted
the
message
by
telephone
to
James
Taggart
’
s
home
.
It
was
close
to
six
A
.
M
.
in
New
York
,
and
James
Taggart
was
awakened
out
of
the
fitful
sleep
of
a
restless
night
.
He
listened
to
the
telephone
,
his
face
sagging
.
He
felt
the
same
fear
as
the
station
agent
of
Winston
,
and
for
the
same
reason
.
He
called
the
home
of
Clifton
Locey
.
