She noticed that Kellogg, too, stood looking back at the headlight.
They glanced at each other, but said nothing.... With a coldly intentional movement, he kicked the telephone instrument and sent it rolling into a ditch; the violence of the noise shattered the vacuum.
"God damn him," he said evenly, not raising his voice, with a loathing past any display of emotion. "He probably didn't feel like attending to his job, and since he needed his pay check, nobody had the right to ask that he keep the phones in order."
"Come on," she said.
"We can rest if you feel tired, Miss Taggart."
"I'm all right. We have no time to feel tired."
"That's our great error, Miss Taggart. We ought to take the time, some day."
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