THREE:84In the morning, while the cooks were getting breakfast and the steam of ration-Rio mounted as a grateful incense to the pink and yellow daybreak heavens, having bathed in the creek and elaborated his toilet[Pg 235] with a clean neckerchief in celebration of victory, he walked over to the bunch of tepees to see the women captives.
THREE:Looks bad, this-here, dont it? He grinned.
THREE:Then why did you and Mr. Everdail fly out to meet the yacht?
TWO:That sounds to me like sending a new machine shop hand to the foreman for a left-handed monkey wrench, he chuckled. Theyve played a jokeDick, clinging with all his strength to a wiry, supple powerful body, strove to keep that hold while he captured the hands that were pounding at his neck and averted face.












