Murder on the Limited

through the window of the men's smoking compartment and saw the lights of Bellefontaine rush up on their left and then drop behind. He set his watch back an hour to Central Standard time. Bellefontaine was the last point on Eastern time. What a break if he could do that with his own life--set it back and gain a handicap, as the Limited did.

Above the hum of steel on steel and the song of the wheels he heard the ring of the porter's buzzer at the other end of the car. Queer that--at this hour in the morning.