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She stared at him in disbelief "More hostile than this?"

He nodded "The rocks absorb the heat from the sun, and they're so sharp you'll wear your boots out in no ti progressively worse Were the others still alive? Bordeaux was right Pete would expect Bordeaux to take care of her What was it Pete had said? She could al happens, find Bordeaux and stay with hi he says" If Pete had that ood reason

The sand stretched out before her, their tracks pointing to the escape route How could they get away, leaving such a trail? She glanced up at Bordeaux

"They'll find our tracks, won't they?"

"Not if they don't co"

As they walked back down the dune, she drug her hand in a wavy line, trying to obliterate their tracks

"Don't do that," Bordeaux told her sharply "It takes time we don't have, it won't fool the Indians, and you're raising dust they ht see"

She jerked her hand away fro in her throat

"I'm scared," she said, and her voice verified her words

Bordeaux smiled down at her "Me too It's healthier that way"

She followed hi strides She wanted to ask hi hiet hi and al in the deep sand

Finally he stopped "Let's take a rest"

He wasn't tired He was trying to make it easy on her She couldn't let him do that

"No, there isn't ti her to an abrupt halt

"There's no point in pushing yourself until you drop Take a fes of water and rest your legs for a minute"

Of course, it made sense Didn't he always ht 100 of the tinity that way

When the ache had left her legs nuasps, they started out again - across sand dunes - up and down They traveled until she lost track of time It took too s cramped with every step and perspiration oozed froasping for each breath Her throat was dry and her lips swollen She plodded on, willing herself to take each step, not thinking of the h one ht that she didn't care if the Indians caught her, but when she reminded herself that they would also catch Bordeaux, she suy from that mystery area