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Chapter 9
"Whatdoyouthink,Bob?"Jackasked.
"Ithinkit’shightimewewentlookingforhim.Hemightbehurt,orhemightbeonfootandfacingalongwalkhome.Hishorsemighthavepanickedandthrownhim,hemightbelyingsomewhereunabletowalk.Hehadfoodforovernight,butnothinglikeenoughforfourdays,thoughhewon’thavepassedoutfromstarvationyet.Bestnottocreateafussjustnow,soIwon’trecallthemenfromNarrengang.Butifwedon’tfindhimbynightfallI’llridetoDominic’sandwe’llgetthewholedistrictouttomorrow.Lord,IwishthosePMGblokeswouldgetamoveonwiththosephonelines!"
Feewastrembling,hereyesfeverish,almostsavage."I’llputonapairoftrousers,"shesaid."Ican’tbeartositherewaiting."
"Mum,stayhome!"Bobpleaded.
"Ifhe’shurtitmightbeanywhere,Bob,andhemightbeinanysortofcondition.YousentthestockmentoNarrengang,andthatleavesusmightyshortforasearchparty.IfIgopairedwithMeggiethetwoofuswillbestrongenoughtogethertocopewithwhateverwefind,butifMeggiegoesonherownshe’llhavetosearchwithoneofyou,andthat’swastingher,nottomentionme."
Bobgavein."Allright,then.YoucanhaveMeggie’sgelding;yourodeittothefire.Everyonetakearifle,andplentyofshells."Theyrodeoffacrossthecreekandintotheheartofthatblastedlandscape.Notagreenorabrownthingwasleftanywhere,justavastexpanseofsoggyblackcoals,incrediblystillsteamingafterhoursofrain.
