He didn't know what the others would think of that; they might be sore at him, but it didn't matter. he wasn't interfering with them, and they shouldn't interfere with him. He came up to the east gate, and Pop Phillips came out of the shack, saying, “What the hell was that explosion?” “A vault, I guess. There's something I've got to do in here.” “A vault?” Phillips frowned. “They don't need that much nitro,” he said. Edgars went on by him, and walked along the company road. He knew which building contained the furnaces and fuel; he went straight to it, and there he used the second of his grenades. He threw it, then flattened himself behind a wall, but the explosion knocked him off his feet anyway. He picked himself up, found the machine gun, and started running. He ran back to the gate, and Phillips shouted, “What's going on?” “Just stay there! Stick to your position!” Edgars ran down Copper Street toward Raymond Avenue.
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