of the past when he and Phipps worked together to create him. Bayes confronts the killer, Mr. Booth, a self-pitying man who takes pleasure in doing harm. Bayes interrogates him, finding Mr. Booth killed Lincoln to gain attention and pleasure. Bayes then takes that away from the killer, ensuring that he will gain no attention for the murder. The killer fights back, but Bayes intimidates him, to the point where he threatens him with death should he ever talk about the murder. Mr. Booth flees from the theater, while Bayes reflects on himself over letting the killer go. "Yes, We'll Gather at the River" A small town is confronted with the reality of a new roadway being built. The new road bypasses the town completely, and threatens the livelihood of all the town's businesses. The store owners reflect on how things have changed; roads used to take years to build, but now take only a matter of hours. They each know that even though they will move onward, a part of them will die with the town; they ultimately accept this without ill feeling, seeing the inevitably changing course of the road like that of a flowing river. "The Cold Wind and the Warm" (originally published in Harper's Magazine, July 1964) In Dublin, Ireland, David and his team of strange travelers arrive at the Royal Hibernian Hotel, with the intention of "doing something mysterious". They meet a few of the townspeople, some of which find the visitors bizarre. The townspeople find the visitors suspicious, and they observe the travelers, finding them standing still in the park, watching the leaves change colors. They report their findings back at the tavern, only to have David walk into the tavern himself. He tells the story of two races travelling to the other's countries, to escape the heat or cold, and reveals that he himself was trying to escape the heat of the equatorial countries and visit a colder country like Ireland. The townspeople watch the leaves change colors as David and his team travel back to their countries. "Night Call, Collect" A man stranded on Mars sits in an empty town, in an empty house. A phone rings, and when he picks up he hears his own voice. He spent all his early years recording messages for his older self, years setting up the connections so that he might never feel alone. Now,