What was his last words again? The Express Agent asked.
The old Rail Bull stared at the younger man. His eyes going flat, reliving that moment; scrubbing his face with a meaty paw heavy with fine black hairs, as if to rid himself of what he had witnessed.
He said, Kiss my ass! The whole world can kiss my ass!
That’s a hell of a statement.
Yeah it is. What is weird about it, he was smiling when he stepped in front of that freight.
That’s a hell of a thing.
Yeah! A hell of a thing.
The Yard Dog Phil, says it’s going to take a whole day to scrub him out of the motor.
Hell of a thing.