78 Faith is the Evidence

obsession, it is a strange paradox that oft times man becomes lost in a wilderness within the surge of teeming humanity. To be alone in a crowd is the greatest sorrow ever devised in heaven or hell.

To be lost in a jungle or upon the great tundras is understandable and excusable and there There is always Polaris to lead one to the true North, but to be wondering in a people's maze with a lonely mind is to be hopelessly enmeshed within a web designed by the Spider which lays in wait for Berry Sullivan.

In our story, faith is the evidence, a deadly Spider known as Obsession. of a small Midwestern town. A train approached the railroad yard coming in was stacked steamy. It wasn't a sleek, fast-moving passenger train and the station master had no idea that there might

be any passengers getting off. As a matter of fact, two men who did get off this train were not exactly traveling first class. We're coming in, John. I said we're coming in. We'd better get set to make tracks before the yard dig gets curious for the flash life.

Yeah. When we shake the dust off this rattler, we'd better split out into Lamar night. Then we can meet down here in time to hop eastbound. Yeah, it wouldn't do for a couple of tramps to be seen together.

One guy out of a job and busted his enough. The two of them is just one too many for the citizens to stomach. Yeah, okay, Molly. I'll see you tomorrow night. I'll take off here.

Ah, doors heavy. Ah, do us heavy. Well, I'll wait for you at the water tower, John. But don't be late. OK. So long, Marley, and good luck on the handouts. Same back, ain't ya? So long.