"A quarter mile north of back door. We"re pinned down. Were"s Cleve?"
"Cleve"s not coming back. What do you mean "pinned down"?"
"That d.a.m.ned "copter can see right down the draw we"re in. Dad"s got "em under an overhang and they"re safe enough for the moment, but we can"t move."
"What do you mean "Dad"s got "em"?" demanded Art. "Where"s the Boss?"
"He ain"t in such good shape, Art. Got a machine gun slug in the ribs. We had a dust up. Cathleen"s dead."
"The h.e.l.l 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 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 infra-red 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 nominations?"
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 a.s.sign 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 water within reach. I"ll leave you some pills, too - that"ll give you some comfort and ease. Only half a pill for you - they"re intended for cows." He grinned at his patient.
"Half a pill it is. Why not let Dad handle the evacuation? He"ll make you a good deputy - and I"d like to talk with you until you leave."
"Right." He called Carter over, instructed him, and turned back to Morgan.
"After you join up with Powell"s outfit," whispered Morgan, "your first job is to get into touch with Brockman. Better get Mrs. Carter started right away, once you"ve talked it over with Powell."
"I will."
"That"s the most important thing we"ve got to worry about, Doc. We"ve got to have unity, and one plan, from coast to coast. I look forward to a day when there will be an American a.s.signed, by name, to each and every one of them. Then at a set time-zzzt!" He drew a thumb across his throat.
McCracken nodded. "Could be. It will be. How long do you think it will take us?"
"I don"t know. I don"t think about "how long". Two years, five years, ten years - maybe a century. That"s not the point. The only question is whether or not there are any guts left in America." He glanced out where the fifth person to leave was awaiting a signal from Carter, who in turn was awaiting a signal from Art, hidden out where he could watch for the helicopter.
"Those people will stick."
"I"m sure of that."
Presently Morgan added, "There"s one thing this has taught me: You can"t enslave a free man. Only person can do that to a man is himself. No, sir - you can"t enslave a free man. The most you can do is kill him."