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"I have one patrol in sight," he leaned out and shouted down to the open driver's window. "They are about five miles behind." Then he looked back again, and grimaced at their own dust cloud thrown up by the four-wheel drive. It followed them likea bridal train and hung for minutes after they had passed, a long pale smear above the scrub. They could hardly miss it. He was watching the dust when he should have been looking ahead. The ant-bear hole was screened from the driver's view by the pale desert grass. They hit it at twenty-five miles an hour, and it stopped them dead.
Craig was hurled forward off the roof, flying out over the bo
He dragged himself to his feet.
The Land-Rover was4ilown heavily on her left front, chassis deep in the h*le. He limped to the passenger side, cursing his own inattention, and jerked the door open.
The windscreen was cracked and starred where Sally, A
"Oh God! he whispered, and lifted her head gently.
There was a lump the size of a blue acorn over her eye, but when he touched her cheek, her vision focused and she looked at him.
"Are you hurt badly?" She struggled upright. "You are bleeding," she mumbled, likea drunk.
"It's a graze," he reassured her, and squeezed her arm, looking across her at Timon.
His mouth had struck the steering-wheel, his upper lip was cut through and one of his incisors had broken off at the gum. His mouth was full of blood, and he staunched it with the silk scarf.
"Get her in reverse," Craig ordered him, and pulled Sally-A
The engine had stalled, and it baulked at the starter while Craig fretted and watched the dust cloud behind them. It was no longer distant, and it was coming on fast.
t ast the engine caught, stuttered and then roared as Timon trod too heavily on the pedal. He let out the clutch with a bang, and all four wheels spun wildly.
"Easy, man, you'll break a half shaft Craig snarled at him.
Timon tried again, more gently, but again the wheels spun, blowing out dust behind them, and the vehicle roe I ked crazily but remained bogged down.
Stop it! Craig pounded Timon's shoulder to make him obey. The spi
"Trenching-tool, "Craig called to Timon.
"We left them," Timon reminded him, and Craig went at the earth on the rim of the hole with his bare hands.
"Find something to dig with!" He kept on digging frantically.
lit J, LI Timon hunted in the back locker and brought him the jack handle and a broad-bladed pan ga Craig attacked the edge of the hole with them, grunting and panting, his own sweat stinging the open graze on his cheek.
The radio jabbered. "They have found the spot where we left the road,"Timon translated.
"Christ!" Craig sobbed with effort, that was less than two miles back.
"Can I help you?" Timon was lisping through the gap in his teeth.
Craig did not bother to reply. There was only room for one man at a time to work under the chassis. The earth crumbled and the Land-Rover subsided a few inches, and then the free tyre found purchase in the bottom of the hole. Craig turned his attention to the sharp edge of the hole, cutting it away in a ramp so that it would not block the wheel.
Sally A
Sally-A
"Hit id" Craig grunted and they straightened together, lifting with their knees and all the strength of their bodies.
Craig felt the front end come up a few inches on the suspension and he nodded at Sally-A
"RestP Craig grunted, and they slumped gasping over the bo
Craig saw the dust of the pursuit was so close that he expected the trucks to appear beneath it as he watched.
"Okay, we'll bounce her," he told Timon. "Hit it! One!
Two! Three!" While Sally-A
Two! Three!" Craig gasped, and the vehicle started surging ! and bouncing wildly against the rim of the hole.