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174 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1945
From time to time he frowned. The stare of his pale eyes became more intense. These were the only visible signs of his anguish, and yet at such moments he felt out of his depth, and if he had not retained a certain self-respect he would have been capable of tapping the shiny walls of the compartment to make sure they really existed.
He was in a train once more, a train that had the special smell of all night trains.