'No cars' they wire back to me--'no cars!' I've read that answer until there ain't no room for anything else in my brain.
"The worst of it is, I'm gettin' blamed for it.

You'd think I was runnin' the damned railroad--that I was givin' orders to the president.
Lem Caldwell, of the Star, over to Keegles, was in here yesterday, threatenin' to herd ride me if I didn't have a hundred cars here this day, week.

He'd been to see Gary Warden--the same as you have--an' he was figgerin' on playin' her independent.

An' some more owners have been in.

I don't know what in hell the company is thinkin' of--no cars, an' the round-up just over." Simmons had worked himself into a near frenzy.