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a new one
fantasticand yet touched with truth.
The door of the vestibule slammed and he heard the voices of Kelleythe railroad conductorand Huntthe
brakeman.
Stay here and keep calmMrs. Saunders he said evenly. We'll look for him.
As he pushed through the curtainshe saw her fingers wandering instinctively over the tightly constricted
cords of her necktrying to shake back her steadily rising hysteria.
This fellow Saunders has pulled a Houdini he muttered to the two trainmen. Vanished like a puff of
smoke. It's a queer story.
Kelley nodded at the porter.
He told us.
by Howard Finney2
Stanley glanced toward the room.
She's scared stiff. Got something on her mind she hasn't spilled yet. See what you can find out.
O.K.
Kelley assented and slipped through the door.
Hunt peered into Stanley's face. "I don't like it he ground out tensely.
Stanley turned away.
We'll take a look in this car."
The light from the end of the Pullman shone dimly down the aislerevealing the neat series of polished shoes.
The snores of several of the sleeping passengers droned from behind the heavy green curtains and mingled
with the steady clacking of the wheels on the rail joints.
Stanley walked down the ai [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]