Instead of fighting like men, a dozen of them grabbed hold of me, chucked me into a blanket, an' bounced me for fifteen minutes straight! What do you think of _that_, Aldous?
Me--assistant divisional engineer of the G.T.P .-- _bounced in a blanket_!" Peter Keller hopped from his chair and began pacing back and forth across the room again, sucking truculently on his pipe.
"If they were on our road I'd--I'd chase every man of them out of the country.

But they're not.

They belong to the C.N.R.

They're out of my reach." He stopped, suddenly, in front of Aldous.

"What can I do ?" he demanded.
"Nothing," said Aldous.