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He
emerged
once
more
into
the
street
and
went
up
the
block
leisurely
,
planting
his
feet
squarely
.
He
fancied
that
he
could
feel
he
was
considered
of
more
importance
nowadays
.
He
was
no
longer
a
subordinate
,
an
employee
.
He
was
his
own
man
,
a
proprietor
,
an
owner
of
land
,
furthering
a
successful
enterprise
.
No
one
had
helped
him
;
he
had
followed
no
one
’
s
lead
.
He
had
struck
out
unaided
for
himself
,
and
his
success
was
due
solely
to
his
own
intelligence
,
industry
,
and
foresight
.
He
squared
his
great
shoulders
till
the
blue
gingham
of
his
jumper
all
but
cracked
.
Of
late
,
his
great
blond
beard
had
grown
and
the
work
in
the
sun
had
made
his
face
very
red
.
Under
the
visor
of
his
cap
—
relic
of
his
engineering
days
—
his
blue
eyes
twinkled
with
vast
good
-
nature
.
He
felt
that
he
made
a
fine
figure
as
he
went
by
a
group
of
young
girls
in
lawns
and
muslins
and
garden
hats
on
their
way
to
the
Post
Office
.
He
wondered
if
they
looked
after
him
,
wondered
if
they
had
heard
that
he
was
in
a
fair
way
to
become
a
rich
man
.
But
the
chronometer
in
the
window
of
the
jewelry
store
warned
him
that
time
was
passing
.
He
turned
about
,
and
,
crossing
the
street
,
took
his
way
to
Ruggles
’
s
office
,
which
was
the
freight
as
well
as
the
land
office
of
the
P
.
and
S
.
W
.
Railroad
.
As
he
stood
for
a
moment
at
the
counter
in
front
of
the
wire
partition
,
waiting
for
the
clerk
to
make
out
the
order
for
the
freight
agent
at
the
depot
,
Dyke
was
surprised
to
see
a
familiar
figure
in
conference
with
Ruggles
himself
,
by
a
desk
inside
the
railing
.
The
figure
was
that
of
a
middle
-
aged
man
,
fat
,
with
a
great
stomach
,
which
he
stroked
from
time
to
time
.
As
he
turned
about
,
addressing
a
remark
to
the
clerk
,
Dyke
recognised
S
.
Behrman
.
The
banker
,
railroad
agent
,
and
political
manipulator
seemed
to
the
ex
-
engineer
’
s
eyes
to
be
more
gross
than
ever
.
His
smooth
-
shaven
jowl
stood
out
big
and
tremulous
on
either
side
of
his
face
;
the
roll
of
fat
on
the
nape
of
his
neck
,
sprinkled
with
sparse
,
stiff
hairs
,
bulged
out
with
greater
prominence
.
His
great
stomach
,
covered
with
a
light
brown
linen
vest
,
stamped
with
innumerable
interlocked
horseshoes
,
protruded
far
in
advance
,
enormous
,
aggressive
.
He
wore
his
inevitable
round
-
topped
hat
of
stiff
brown
straw
,
varnished
so
bright
that
it
reflected
the
light
of
the
office
windows
like
a
helmet
,
and
even
from
where
he
stood
Dyke
could
hear
his
loud
breathing
and
the
clink
of
the
hollow
links
of
his
watch
chain
upon
the
vest
buttons
of
imitation
pearl
,
as
his
stomach
rose
and
fell
.
Dyke
looked
at
him
with
attention
.
There
was
the
enemy
,
the
representative
of
the
Trust
with
which
Derrick
’
s
League
was
locking
horns
.
The
great
struggle
had
begun
to
invest
the
combatants
with
interest
.
Daily
,
almost
hourly
,
Dyke
was
in
touch
with
the
ranchers
,
the
wheat
-
growers
.
He
heard
their
denunciations
,
their
growls
of
exasperation
and
defiance
.
Here
was
the
other
side
—
this
placid
,
fat
man
,
with
a
stiff
straw
hat
and
linen
vest
,
who
never
lost
his
temper
,
who
smiled
affably
upon
his
enemies
,
giving
them
good
advice
,
commiserating
with
them
in
one
defeat
after
another
,
never
ruffled
,
never
excited
,
sure
of
his
power
,
conscious
that
back
of
him
was
the
Machine
,
the
colossal
force
,
the
inexhaustible
coffers
of
a
mighty
organisation
,
vomiting
millions
to
the
League
’
s
thousands
.
The
League
was
clamorous
,
ubiquitous
,
its
objects
known
to
every
urchin
on
the
streets
,
but
the
Trust
was
silent
,
its
ways
inscrutable
,
the
public
saw
only
results
.
It
worked
on
in
the
dark
,
calm
,
disciplined
,
irresistible
.
Abruptly
Dyke
received
the
impression
of
the
multitudinous
ramifications
of
the
colossus
.
Under
his
feet
the
ground
seemed
mined
;
down
there
below
him
in
the
dark
the
huge
tentacles
went
silently
twisting
and
advancing
,
spreading
out
in
every
direction
,
sapping
the
strength
of
all
opposition
,
quiet
,
gradual
,
biding
the
time
to
reach
up
and
out
and
grip
with
a
sudden
unleashing
of
gigantic
strength
.
“
I
’
ll
be
wanting
some
cars
of
you
people
before
the
summer
is
out
,
”
observed
Dyke
to
the
clerk
as
he
folded
up
and
put
away
the
order
that
the
other
had
handed
him
.
He
remembered
perfectly
well
that
he
had
arranged
the
matter
of
transporting
his
crop
some
months
before
,
but
his
role
of
proprietor
amused
him
and
he
liked
to
busy
himself
again
and
again
with
the
details
of
his
undertaking
.
“
I
suppose
,
”
he
added
,
“
you
’
ll
be
able
to
give
’
em
to
me
.
There
’
ll
be
a
big
wheat
crop
to
move
this
year
and
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
caught
in
any
car
famine
.
”
