Arthur Cheney Train

Arthur Cheney Train

Summary

Portrait of Arthur Cheney Train Arthur Cheney Train,  The Nth Power (1909)

“ I could see even as Migraine had prophesied—as with the X-ray.
The pounding in my ears continued, and it suddenly came to me that it was the beating of my heart; that the whistling roar was my breath; the striking with the hammer the ticking of the clock. But the light of the lamp beating down upon my eyes blinded and pained me, and the smell of the mastiff was odious. I staggered to my feet and felt for the door. The weight of my clothes caused the sweat to pour from my body; the rumbling in my ears was indescribably confusing, like the crash of heavy drays upon cobbled streets.
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Portrait of Arthur Cheney Train Arthur Cheney Train,  The Nth Power (1909)

“ I heard no whistle, but bounding down the stairs and into the room came a huge mastiff which capered stiffly around me, knocking over the tabouret and bumping into Doctor Migraine like a half-grown puppy. Here and there on the dog's back, like the patches on Saki's head, grew clumps of soft, velvety hair; but as a whole its coat was thin and old and its eyes were red and dim. It slobbered and jumped over Migraine with a pitiful sort of canine ineffectiveness.
"Hang you!" he exclaimed. "I wish I'd left you upstairs. Here! Up! Jump!"
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Portrait of Arthur Cheney Train Arthur Cheney Train,  The Nth Power (1909)

“ A policeman on a motor bicycle tried to stop me, but I raced him three miles and left him far behind. Out through the country I sped, tearing through quiet villages whose lights seemed like the halo around a lantern on a misty night, across bridges whose rumbling under the onslaught of the car sounded like the crash of artillery, through woodlands, over wide plains, around the shores of lakes sleeping in the blaze of the stars I whirled, until my jaded senses ceased to feel and weariness like a heavy hand descended upon me. My brain was numb. The desire to sleep overpowered all else. ”
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