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Captain
Wilder
waited
.
Go
on
,
Spender
,
he
thought
.
Get
out
,
like
you
said
you
would
.
You
’
ve
only
a
few
minutes
to
escape
.
Get
out
and
come
back
later
.
Go
on
.
You
said
you
would
.
Go
down
in
the
tunnels
you
said
you
found
,
and
lie
there
and
live
for
months
and
years
,
reading
your
fine
books
and
bathing
in
your
temple
pools
.
Go
on
,
now
,
man
,
before
it
’
s
too
late
.
Spender
did
not
move
from
his
position
.
"
What
’
s
wrong
with
him
?
"
the
captain
asked
himself
.
The
captain
picked
up
his
gun
.
He
watched
the
running
,
hiding
men
.
He
looked
at
the
towers
of
the
little
clean
Martian
village
,
like
sharply
carved
chess
pieces
lying
in
the
afternoon
.
He
saw
the
rocks
and
the
interval
between
where
Spender
’
s
chest
was
revealed
.
Parkhill
was
charging
up
,
screaming
in
fury
.
"
No
,
Parkhill
,
"
said
the
captain
.
"
I
can
’
t
let
you
do
it
.
Nor
the
others
.
No
,
none
of
you
.
Only
me
.
"
He
raised
the
gun
and
sighted
it
.
Will
I
be
clean
after
this
?
he
thought
.
Is
it
right
that
it
’
s
me
who
does
it
?
Yes
,
it
is
.
I
know
what
I
’
m
doing
for
what
reason
and
it
’
s
right
,
because
I
think
I
’
m
the
right
person
.
I
hope
and
pray
I
can
live
up
to
this
.
He
nodded
his
head
at
Spender
.
"
Go
on
,
"
he
called
in
a
loud
whisper
which
no
one
heard
.
"
I
’
ll
give
you
thirty
seconds
more
to
get
away
.
Thirty
seconds
!
"
The
watch
ticked
on
his
wrist
,
The
captain
watched
it
tick
.
The
men
were
running
.
Spender
did
not
move
.
The
watch
ticked
for
a
long
time
,
very
loudly
in
the
captain
’
s
ears
.
"
Go
on
,
Spender
,
go
on
,
get
away
!
"
