He sat in the hotel as darkness fell thinking of the girl and her father with a carload of the finest manufactured goods in the world.  She sells them as souvenirs, one to a person.  He buys old metal.  And then, as added insanity, an old man goes around buying up the sold goods - he thought of Kellie's print - or destroying them.  Finally, there was the curious amnesia of a photo-supply salesman named Caxton, who had started out looking for the origin of a certain projector.

Somewhere behind Caxton, a man's voice cried out in anguish, "Oh, look what you've done now.  You've torn it."

A quiet, mature, resonant voice ansyered, "I beg your pardon.  You paid a dollar for it for, you say?  I shall pay for the loss, naturally.  Here - and you have my regrets."

In the silence that followed, Caxton stood up and turned.  He saw a tall, splendid looking man with gray hair, in the act of rising from beside a younger man who was staring at the pieces of a photoprint in his fingers.  The old man headed for the revolving door leading to the street, but it was Caxton who got there first, Caxton who said quietly but curtly, "One minute, please.  I want an explanation of what happened to me after Igot into the trailer of the girl Selanie and her father.  And think you're the man who can give it to me."

He stopped.  He was staring into eyes that were like pools of gray fire, eyes that literally seemed to tear into his face, and to peer with undiminished intensity at the inside of his brain.  Caxton had time for a brief, startled memory of what Kellie had said about the way this man had outfaced them on the train with one deadly look, and then it was too late for further thought.  With a tigerish speed, the other stepped forward and caught Caxton's wrist.  There was a feel of metal in that touch, metal that sent a tingling glow along Caxton's arm, as the big man said in a low, compelling voice, "This way - to my car."

Caxton barely remembered getting into a long, gleaming, hooded car.  The rest was darkness - mental... physical...