Summary
Rail-sleepers caked in hoarfrost frame the existence of a taciturn track-walker whose days are measured by the clang of each through-passing train. In a soot-blackened hut, he, his gaunt wife and their hollow-eyed children ration stale bread while the outside world hurtles past on gleaming steel. A brittle telegram slips under the warped door: the section inspector—emissary of the company that owns both the rails and their breath—is coming to reside beneath their already sagging roof. What follows is not polite visitation but slow siege; the functionary arrives with a trunk of ledgers and a smile sharp as ice, requisitioning beds, mealtimes, hopes. Winter deepens, coal dwindles, silence swells. The father’s spine bows further under invisible loads, the mother barters her last lace for turnips, the children learn stillness as survival. One night the inspector’s papers catch wind and scatter across the embankment like albino crows; the family watches without lifting a hand. At dawn, a goods train screeches to an unscheduled halt—broken axle, signal failure, or perhaps the collective held breath of the dispossessed. In the white haze, the inspector packs his trunk, the track checker tightens a single loose spike, and the locomotive steams away, leaving behind only the echo of metal on metal and the certainty that nothing, yet everything, has changed.
Synopsis
Set during the winter, the story tells the tale of a track checker and his family who live a poverty-stricken life next to a railway line. They receive a telegram announcing the arrival of the section inspector, who is to live with the family.
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