The three departed, to begin the search at the nearer end of the camp.
Thane made no further objection. He knew the Outlanders well enough
to know that they would have overheard the discussion on the hill and
slipped the dog out through the guard lines before that discussion
ended. Outlanders could be very clever in such matters--the searchers
would find no dog.
There was satisfaction on Curry's face as he turned and with his two
bodyguards started back up the hill to his camp. Thane watched him go,
smiling a little. Curry was making the mistake that had been fatal for
so many before him; he was taking it for granted too soon that he had
won.
A man came hurrying from the north guard line before Curry had gone
far. He called to Curry:
"Sir, there is something you ought to know--"
Thane saw, with almost disbelief, that it was one of his own men:
Gorman.
Curry waited and when Gorman reached him he said:
"When I was helping inspect the Outlander section of the ship for
hidden weapons this evening I saw some small animals in storage
compartment Thirteen. I think they were very young kittens. I would
like to volunteer to go and kill them."
Curry said something that a vagrant breeze made inaudible then his
words came clear:
"--I'll send a detail to the ship as soon as the camp is searched. You
will report to my guards now for orders and help them hunt for the dog."
Gorman started back to meet the guards and Curry stood for a little
while before he went on his way. Thane could imagine his feeling of
pleased surprise and triumph.
Thane called to Gorman as he passed some distance in front of him.
"Were you injured in the attack?" he asked.
"No," Gorman said. Then, with the same tense suspicion that Bellam had
had he asked the same question: "Why do you ask?"
"Why did you report to Curry instead of me?"
The answer came quickly, mechanically, "The animals are in his ship and
they must be killed. They may be mad."
"Go help Curry's men," he said and watched Gorman go, trying to fit
together the incidents that did not make sense.
Herbivores had attacked without reason. There had fallen dead, without
a blaster mark on them. The Outlander dog had fought nothing and almost
attacked the guards. One of his own men had gone over to the other
side. And there was a sudden strange urgency to kill all animals in
camp.
There was nothing he could do for the time being but wait for further
developments so he waited. The moon came up, so swift in its retrograde
orbit that its speed was visible and so near that it had the brilliance
of a dozen Earth moons. When it had lifted clear of the horizon it
flooded the land with a cold silver light that made the searchlights
of the guards unnecessary and revealed the camp with metallic
light-and-shadow clarity.
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