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Ransom sat there in the shifting speckled light and
smoked a cigarette. He very rarely smoked, but kept
the lighter and gold case because it was his habit to
keep things that had been given to him.
The banker told himself that he had been silly to
come there again. He really should get back to work. It
was none of his business anyhow, and everyone else
had forgotten. It wasn't his land anymore.
chapter 14
Unlike Sloan Highwick, through whom the evils of
gin (like the evils of life) passed without the slightest
effect, A.A. Hayes had a hangover. Even when Hayes
felt his fittest, Limus Barnum gave him a headache, and
today, before noon, his quarrel with his wife after last
night's party as unpatched as the Ransoms' glass robin,
Dingley Falls's editor could scarcely bear the sight of
Barnum. Indeed, he prayed that the gym-muscled
merchant would miraculously drop dead in the office
doorway where he now stood, baring his shiny teeth in
a smile. But Barnum didn't, and Hayes remained the