George Allan England,
The Unwritten Story — The Unwritten Story…
(1926)
“ Locomotive bell and coughing exhaust were music to Wyatt as the heavy train tooled into motion. At a car window he caught one glimpse of a panic-smitten face—a face with the unseeing eyes of fear, with a red mustache that blazed against a leaden pallor. Then Maximilian Veazie was flicked forever from his life. “Well, there goes my one big scoop!” said Wyatt, a bit grimly. “There'll never be another one like that for me!” But then he laughed—laughed in the knowledge that any loss for the sake of love is golden gain. ”
