Excerpt from A Romance in Transit Train number three, the Flying Kestrel, vestibuled, had crossed the yellow Rubicon of the West and was mounting toward the Occident up the gentle acclivi ties of the Great Plain. The morning was perfect, as early autumn mornings are wont to be in the trans-missouri region; the train was on time and the through passen gers in the Pullman sleeping-car Ariadne had settled themselves, each according to his gifts, to enjoy or endure the day-long run. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.