had a dust up. Cathleen’s dead.”
“The hell you say!”
“That’s right. Margie and Maw Carter have got her baby. But that’s one
reason why we”re pinned down- the Boss and the kid, I mean.”
A mockingbird’s call sounded far away. “There’s Dad,” Ted announced. “We got
Page 98
to get back.”
“Can we?”
“Sure. Just keep behind me. I’ll watch out that I don’t get too far ahead.”
Art followed Ted in, by a circuitous and, at one point, almost perpendicular
route. He found the Company huddled under a shelf of rock which had been undercut by
a stream, now dry. Against the wall Morgan was on his back, with Dad Carter and Dr.
McCracken squatting beside him. Art went up and made his report.
Morgan nodded, his face gray with pain. His shirt had been cut away;
bandaging was wrapped around his ribs, covering a thick pad. “You did well, Art. Too
bad about Cleve. Ted, we’re getting out of here and you’re going first, because
you’re taking the kid.”
“The baby? How-”
“Doc’ll dope it so that it won’t let out a peep. Then you strap it to your
back, papoose fashion.”
Ted thought about it. “No, to my front. There’s some knee-and-shoulder work
on the best way out.”
“Okay. It’s your job.”
“How do you get out, boss?”
“Don’t be silly.”
“Look here, boss, if you think we’re going to walk off and leave you, you’ve
got another-”
“Shut up and scram!” The exertion hurt Morgan; he coughed and wiped his
mouth.
“Yes, sir.” Ted and Art backed away.
“Now, Ed-” said Carter.
“You shut up, too. You still sure you don’t want to be Captain?”
“You know better than that, Ed. They took things from me while I was your
deppity, but they wouldn’t have me for Captain.”
“That puts it up to you, Doc.”
McCracken looked troubled. “They don’t know me that well, Captain.”
“They’ll take you. People have an instinct for such things.”
“Anyhow, if I am Captain, I won’t agree to your plan of staying here by
yourself. We’ll stay till dark and carry you out.”
“And get picked up by an infrared spotter, like sitting ducks? That’s
supposing they let you alone until sundown-that other ‘copter will be back with more
troops before long.”
“I don’t think they’d let me walk off on you.”
“It’s up to you to make them. Oh, I appreciate your kindly thoughts, Doc,
but you’ll think differently as soon as you’re Captain. You’ll know you have to cut
your losses.”
McCracken did not answer. Morgan turned his head to Carter. “Gather them
around, Dad.”
They crowded in, shoulder to shoulder. Morgan looked from one troubled face
to another and smiled. “The Barclay Free Company, a provisional unit of the United
States of America, is now in session,” he announced, his voice suddenly firm. “I’m
resigning the captaincy for reasons of physical disability. Any nommat ions?”
The silence was disturbed only by calls of birds, the sounds of insects.
Morgan caught Carter’s eyes. Dad cleared his throat. “I nominate Doc
McCracken.”
“Any other nominations?” He waited, then continued, “All right, all in favor
of Doc make it known by raising your right hand. Okay-opposed the same sign. Dr.
McCracken is unanimously elected. It’s all yours, Captain. Good luck to you.”
McCracken stood up, stooping to avoid the rock overhead. “We’re evacuating
at once. Mrs. Carter, give the baby about another tablespoon of the syrup, then help
Ted. He knows what to do. You’ll follow Ted.
Then Jerry. Margie, you are next. I’ll assign the others presently. Once out of the
canyon, spread out and go it alone. Rendezvous at dusk, same place as under Captain
Morgan’s withdrawal plan-the cave.” He paused. Morgan caught his eye and motioned
him over, “That’s all until Ted and the baby are ready to leave. Now back away and
give Captain Morgan a little air.”
When they had withdrawn McCracken leaned over Morgan the better to hear his
weak words. “Don’t be too sure you’ve seen the last of me, Captain. I might join up
in a few days.”
“You might at that. I’m going to leave you bundled up warm and plenty of