Francis Lynde, Jebb: And the Light-Devils (1908)
“ There was the look of a tortured animal in Jebb's eyes when he turned away and felt for the gate in the counter railing. To lose his run and his engine; to take the fatal step down and backward on the steeply inclined ladder of promotion; to become the butt and gibe of the roundhouse and the road: these were the bitter penalties wrapped up in the superintendent's sentence. The big engineman was inarticulate, after his kind; but even the dumb can suffer. ”
