Six men sat around a table. They had been sitting there for two hours. The ash trays gave evidence of the intensity of their thought. The glasses had been emptied and refilled, and now, they were empty again. The silence of the room was as thick as the cigar smoke. The grandfather's clock in the corner counted off the seconds with a heavy tread. The hour was past midnight.
McLean, W. S.
Manuscripts: Vol. 10
, Article 17.
Available at: https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol10/iss3/17