Crowding and jamming closer, pell mell, at a pace which barely slackened, they sped on, a wild uproarious crew, and swept into the city.
Roger barely slept that night.

He felt the city clamoring down into his very soul.

"Speed!" he muttered viciously.

"Speed--speed! We need more speed!" The words beat in like a savage refrain.

At last with a sigh of impatience he got up in his nightshirt and walked about.