The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart:|
something was amiss: I was conscious of a sudden tension.
With the curtains closed the porter was more himself; he wiped his
lips with a handkerchief and stood erect.
"It's my last trip in this car," he remarked heavily. "There's
something wrong with that berth. Last trip the woman in it took an
overdose of some sleeping stuff, and we found her, jes' like that,
dead! And it ain't more'n three months now since there was twins
born in that very spot. No, sir, it ain't natural."
At that moment a thin man with prominent eyes and a spare grayish
goatee creaked up the aisle and paused beside me.
"Porter sick?" he inquired, taking in with a professional eye the
The Man in Lower Ten