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THOUGH MOUNTAINS MEET NOT
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To the other passengers in the Pullman car, the pair in section 7 were a prosperous business man of a rotund middle age, who was sedately absorbed in his afternoon papers, and a healthy youngster in his later ’teens who watched the window fascinatedly. The man had an air of unworried well-being; he read as if he were contented with the world and tolerant of its doings, as these appeared in print; and when, in turning the paper, he glanced at the boy, he showed an appraising eye of interest in that silent young alertness that did not irritate with questions. The boy remained oblivious. The Hudson River was making a moving picture of itself in the frame
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