trackwalker

The fake trackwalker was swinging his arms in a signal that nothing had occurred.

Two miles up the fog-hidden line, a trackwalker suddenly halted his slow inspection tour.

Another pretended trackwalker was strolling along the tracks, slowly nearing the station platform.

The trackwalker turned instantly and retraced his steps.

A trackwalker was loitering on the curve.

The supposed trackwalker was a detective.

Regaining his composure, he told about the gruesome discovery of a trackwalker, the long-distance phone call that had brought tragedy over the singing wire.

A voice, and yet not a voice - calling - Ahead of him the trackwalker could see the dim outline of the bridge over the narrow inlet.