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           Nowlifecameintohim!Hehadbeengraduallydying,withConnie,intheisolatedprivatelifeoftheartistandtheconsciousbeing.Nowletallthatgo.Letitsleep.Hesimplyfeltliferushintohimoutofthecoal,outofthepit.Theverystaleairofthecollierywasbetterthanoxygentohim.Itgavehimasenseofpower,power.Hewasdoingsomething:andhewasgoingtodosomething.Hewasgoingtowin,towin:notashehadwonwithhisstories,merepublicity,amidawholesappingofenergyandmalice.Butaman’svictory.

           Atfirsthethoughtthesolutionlayinelectricity:convertthecoalintoelectricpower.Thenanewideacame.TheGermansinventedanewlocomotiveenginewithaselffeeder,thatdidnotneedafireman.Anditwastobefedwithanewfuel,thatburntinsmallquantitiesatagreatheat,underpeculiarconditions.

           TheideaofanewconcentratedfuelthatburntwithahardslownessatafierceheatwaswhatfirstattractedClifford.Theremustbesomesortofexternalstimulusoftheburningofsuchfuel,notmerelyairsupply.Hebegantoexperiment,andgotacleveryoungfellow,whohadprovedbrilliantinchemistry,tohelphim.

           Andhefelttriumphant.Hehadatlastgotoutofhimself.Hehadfulfilledhislife-longsecretyearningtogetoutofhimself.Arthadnotdoneitforhim.Arthadonlymadeitworse.Butnow,nowhehaddoneit.

           HewasnotawarehowmuchMrsBoltonwasbehindhim.Hedidnotknowhowmuchhedependedonher.Butforallthat,itwasevidentthatwhenhewaswithherhisvoicedroppedtoaneasyrhythmofintimacy,almostatriflevulgar