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No Earthman tried to stop them; one look at their grim faces would have been a most potent dissuader. And fortunately there were no Mercutians within hailing distance other than the rapidly nearing fliers. They flung themselves off the last slow-moving platform, panting. "Which way now?" Hilary asked. His quick eye raked the scene for possible hideouts.
Apparently intelligent animals, but animals never the less. How can this be? "Ha! Says the Nipe to himself. These animals must be ruled over by Real People. It is the only explanation. Not so?" "Colonel Mannheim mentioned that. Are you implying that the Nipe thinks that there are other Nipes around, running the world from secret hideouts, like the Fu Manchu novel?" "Not quite.
"This is sure a great country for hideouts, Mr. Birnie," Eddie ventured when they had put half a mile between themselves and Little Lost, and had come upon Smoky, Sunfish and Eddie's horse feeding quietly in a tiny, spring-watered basin half surrounded with rocks. "If you know the country you can keep dodgin' sheriffs all your life if you just have grub enough to last."
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