traffic policemen, mounted a slowly moving taxi, shouted
instructions to the driver from the running board, and the last that
Martin saw of him was a hand waved through an open window.

"Well," soliloquized Martin after this breathless chase, "if he moves
that fast when at work it would take a cyclone to catch him. It strikes
me that he's going to land that job, all right!"

CHAPTER XII

The train that ran up the branch line to Princetown was comfortably
filled when the man wearing blue glasses and with his coat collar pulled
up around his ears as if they were cold boarded it and found a vacant
seat in the smoker, into which he settled with a sigh of relief. He had
passed through a distressing hour when the main line train was delayed,
fearing every moment that he would miss his connection to Princetown and
thus make an unpropitious start in the estimation of Sayers. And a very
different traveler was this from the jovial Mr. Gollop who customarily
sought information on all points pertaining to the country through which
he passed, for now he was like the Irish section boss who sternly warned
his garrulous men with, "All we want is silence; and damned little of
that!" He was about to arise and discard his overcoat, when suddenly he
subsided with a gasp. Two men had entered the coach and taken the
unoccupied seat immediately in front of him and one of them was Judge J.
Woodworth-Granger.

Jimmy looked for another place, but none was vacant. The train began to
move and the fact that other men came through in quest of a seat, found
none and stood up, convinced Jim of the futility of searching other
coaches. The car speedily filled with smoke and got hotter. No one
seemed to care for ventilation. Jim's overcoat gave him the pleasant
feeling of sitting in a sweat bath but he dared not doff it. The Judge's
voice, loud and slow, floated back to his ears, and his previous
discomfort was as nothing when he heard the Judge say, as if in response
to some comment of his traveling companion, "No, of course not! Gollop!
I'm so sick of hearing that man's name that I could wish it banned. His
apologies only made matters worse, because there are idiots in this
state who actually took that flagrant outrage as a joke! And you have
observed what capital the Democratic press are making of it? They
declare now that I'm vindictive because I got the scoundrel discharged!
As if a citizen had not the right to protect himself from the vi