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Chapter 13
Macdrewawayfromhim,andthemenpassedhim,untilhewasalone,behindthem,stumblingalonggiddilyovertheunevenearth.Noflamesbrokefromthecampahead.Jimsettleddowntowalkalongthevagueaislebetweentherows.Heheardthecrashofthefallingbarn,anddidnoteventurntolook.Whenhewashalfwayback,hislegsbuckledwithweakness,andhesatdownheavilyontheground.Theskywasbrightwithfireoverhishead,andbehindthelow,rosylighttheicystarshung.
Mac,retracinghissteps,foundhimthere."What’sthematter,Jim?"
"Nothing.Mylegsgotweak.I’mjustresting.Isthecampallright?"
"Sure.Theydidn’tgettoit.There’samanhurt.Felldown,Ithinkhebustedhisankle.We’vegottofindDoc.Whatadamnfooleasytrickthatwas!Oneoftheirguystellstheguardstogetoutwhiletherestsplashgasolinearoundandthrowinamatch.Jesus,itwasquick!Nowwe’llgethellfromAnderson.Getkickedofftheplacetomorrow,Iguess."
"Where’llwegothen,Mac?"
"Say!You’reallin.Here,givemeyourarm.I’llhelpyouback.DidyouseeDocatthefire?"
"No."
"Well,hesaidhewasgoingovertoseeAl.Ididn’tseehimcomeback.Comeon,climbtoyourfeet.I’vegottogetyoubeddeddown."Alreadythelightwasdying.Attheendoftherowlayapileoffire,buttheflamesnolongerleapedupinlongstreamers."Holdontome,now.Andersonwasnearlycrazy,wasn’the?ThankGodtheydidn’tgethishouse."
London,withSambehindhim,caughtup."How’sthecamp?"
