CHAPTER FOURTEEN: ONE ALAMO GULCH-2
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t began to sink fart of t and of course quite invisible to t random.
At t moment Sayan Kotor screamed, and a ts droook off and fle into flames.
Fire, , flames ... Lee woke up again, as if sun.
Outside tent till t leaves on t torm or been percside.
t from ter birdsong. No engines in t it migo liger a struggle it going and brewed some coffee.
quot; no; he said.
quot;Depends. troyed t;
quot;I mean, y?quot;
S;Dont remember no contract.quot;
quot;It aint a contractual ts a moral t;
quot;e got one more zeppelin to t before you start fretting about morals, Lee. ty, forty men s more. Survival first, morals later.quot;
S, of course, and as gradually groronger, for full daylig, and fly o scan t over a wide area, so he could see when Lee and Grumman broke cover.
tor aretc ing. er looked up and turned , looking at ty daemon urn, and a moment later t of tent.
quot;Busy nig; Lee remarked.
quot;A busy day to come. e must leave t at once, Mr. Scoresby. to burn it.quot;
Lee looked around incredulously at tation and said, quot;;
quot;t t a kind of napases oucer. t to use in t is saturated, it c;
quot;You can see t, can you?quot;
quot;As clearly as you sa. Pack to carry, and come a;
Lee rubbed valuable t portable—namely, truments from trieved t, sto t, tangled and ted among t no mo