"But go ahead, _amigo_.

My heart's with you, anyway, whether my eyes are open or shut." Luck was pretty sleepy himself, after two nights and a day spent in a chair car, with another day of hard labor to finish the ordeal.

But his enthusiasm had never been keener than when, in the land of sage and cactus, he first unfolded his precious scenario and bent forward to read by the light of the fire.

He forgot to skip the "atmosphere." Scene by scene he lived the story through.

Scene by scene he saw his Big Picture grow vivid as ever the reality would be.