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path at the edge of the enbankment. Once on that it was easier going and soon he was past the sobbing engine with the tail-lights of the other train faintly in sight ahead. He took to the track now, trotting along with his heavy bag swinging against his legs at. every stride and threatening to bring him down. Finally he lifted it to his shoulder and had less trouble. The porter had mentioned a quarter of a mile, but Wade was sure he had underestimated the distance, for it seemed to him that the lights were as far away as ever. Every instant he feared to hear the engine signal departure. Then the tail-lights suddenly drew nearer and ahead a yellow glow came into view. They were working at the wreck by naphtha flames far down the track. Now he was almost up to the rear car and he had won his race. He slackened his pace a little and smiled to think that now that he had reached the train it was quite likely to remain there for another hour or two. And at that instant from up the track ahead came the hoarse
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