[ He starts to say something, but stops, pressing his lips together firmly as though he were trying to keep words from flying out.
After a breath, he nods. ]
You're right.
[ And with one more furtive glance out the window and a mental prayer that no one on the other side is watching, he turns and walks through the train, so that soon he is yanking the door from the other side. ]
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After a breath, he nods. ]
You're right.
[ And with one more furtive glance out the window and a mental prayer that no one on the other side is watching, he turns and walks through the train, so that soon he is yanking the door from the other side. ]