Construction trains, short and lightly laden, had been moving out over
the newly filled in soil for many days, but the train now starting at
the edge of the terrible Man-killer was heavier than any equipment that
had before been run over the ground.
The president of the A., G. & N. M. R. R. was there, flanked by half a
dozen of the leading directors of the road. There were other officials
there, including General Manager Ellsworth.
"I see Hazelton out yonder," murmured the president of the road. "But
where's that young man Reade, now at the moment when the success of his
work is being tested?"
"Goodness knows," rejoined Mr. Ellsworth. "As likely as not he's back
in the office, taking a nap after having given the engineman his
signal."
"Asleep!" repeated the president. "Can he be so indolent or so
indifferent as that?"
"You may always depend upon Tom Reade to do something that wouldn't be
expected of him," laughed Mr. Ellsworth. "It isn't that he slights big
duties, or even pretends to do.
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