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RALPH FAIRBANKS' REQUEST
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door went shut, with Ralph standing outside, his breath coming quickly, for the episode had been one of intense strain.
Ralph sighed. Had he gone too far? The sincerity of his wish for the foreman's good told him he had not.
In the little office he could hear Forgan striding to and fro. Suddenly there was a halt.
Then came a crash. If only for the time being, Tim Forgan had been influenced to a holy, beneficent decision. He had shattered the wretched black bottle to atoms.
"Thank God!" breathed the young railroader fervently.
