But he lived, and he mattered. He was one of us and he is part of us

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5827348&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310900#49623703)

Three of the railroad gang put the thief under restraint and dragged him up the long bank toward the bridge under construction fifty feet above the Moyea River. A rapid singsong streamed from the Chinaman voluminously. He shipped and twisted like a weasel in a sack, lashing backward with his one free fist at the man lugging him by the neck. As this group passed him, Grainier, seeing them in some distress, lent assistance and found himself holding one of the culprit's bare feet. The man facing him, Mr. Sears, of Spokane International's management, held the prisoner almost uselessly by the armpit and was the only one of them, besides the incomprehensible Chinaman, to talk during the hardest part of their labors: "Boys, I'm damned if we ever see the top of this heap!" Then we're hauling him all the way? was the question Grainier wished to ask, but he thought it better to save his breath for the struggle. Sears laughed once, his face pale with fatigue and horror. They all went down in the dust and got righted, went down again, the Chinaman speaking in tongues and terrifying the four of them to the point that whatever they may have had in mind at the outset, he was a deader now. Nothing would do but to toss him off the trestle.

They came abreast of the others, a gang of a dozen men pausing in the sun to lean on their tools and wipe at sweat and watch this thing. Grainier held on convulsively to the Chinaman's horny foot, wondering at himself, and the man with the other foot let loose and sat down gasping in the dirt and got himself kicked in the eye before Grainier took charge of the free-flailing limb. "It was just for fun. For fun," the man sitting in the dirt said, and to his confederate there he said, "Come on, Jel Toomis, let's give it up." "I can't let loose," this Mr. Toomis said, "I'm the one's got him by the neck!" and laughed with a gust of confusion passing across his features.

"Well, I've got him!" Grainier said, catching both the little demon's feet tighter in his embrace.

"I've got the bastard, and I'm your man!"

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5827348&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310900#49623740)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5827348&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310900#49623826)

if he were to have participated there probably would have had to have been a redemption arc that there isn’t time for

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5827348&forum_id=2\u0026mark_id=5310900#49623854)