JERRY TOE DREAMER 263 man would be at his desk doing his work, and the great machine would grind on, supremely indifferent that he had gone, as it had been supremely indiffer ent that for four years he gave of his blood and brain to it daily.
To-morrow, he knew, another  JERRY TOE DREAMER 263 man would be at his desk doing his work, and the great machine would grind on, supremely indifferent that he had gone, as it had been supremely indiffer ent that for four years he gave of his blood and brain to it daily.  He entertained himself for an instant with a little burst of childish jealousy of the new man who would slip in before the dust of his slipping out had settled.