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Updated: May 13, 2025
With an upraised hand he beckoned Travis to the fire again, indicating a pot set on the coals. "Rest ... eat!" he bade abruptly. Night was gathering in. Travis tried to calculate how far Tsoay must have backtracked to the rancheria. He thought that he could have already made the pass and be within a day and a half from the Apache camp if he pushed on, as he would.
There was one bet they wouldn't even think of. He backtracked to the storage hold, crossed through it, and out into the far corridor. He followed the gentle curve of the deck a quarter of the way around the ship. Twice along the way he stumbled in the darkness, but saw no sign of the raiders. At last he reached the far side, and the corridor leading to No. 2 airlock.
Injun, he could still be out there now ... bleedin' hurt...." Croff shook his head. "I backtracked all along that way after we found you. There was some blood on the grass, but that could have come from one of the bushwhackers. There was no trace of Anse, anywhere." "What if he was taken prisoner!"
There was a wild race through the aspens; I leading, but the cow a close second, her horns menacing me at every leap, while I doubled and backtracked sharply about among the trees. I had no chance to "tree"; though no mountain lion was ever more willing, for Mrs. Cow was too near. Only Providence and my agility saved me from an untimely end.
Dalgard obeyed, treading as lightly as he could, avoiding all stretches in which he could leave a clear print. Sssuri ran lightly back and forth mixing the few impressions to the best of his ability. They backtracked to the river, retrieved the boat and recrossed, to leave the city behind and strike into the open country beyond its sinister walls.
"Where's the fun in that? Like to do things my own way." Rick hurriedly backtracked. "All right, do it anyway you like. We just want the information." "What for?" Rick sighed. "Can't tell you, Cap'n." "Must be I got untrustworthy since I saw you last." "It isn't that. It's a well, it's a government matter." Cap'n Mike smacked his thigh with a calloused hand. "I should 'a' known! All right, Rick.
He passed another door and then backtracked hurriedly as he realized it had given on to an engine room. With the gun he blasted two long lines cutting the fittings into ragged lumps. Abruptly the lights went out; the burr of the alarms was silenced. Part of the ship, if not all, was dead. And now it might come to hunter and hunted in the dark.
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