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He left quickly； lumberingly。 Richards noted that the seat of his uniform pants was shiny。 He seemed to leave a faint odor of apologia in the room。
Pulling the ancient green shade aside a little； Richards saw him emerge on the cracked front walk below and get into the car。 Then he got out again。 He hurried back toward the house； and Richards felt a stab of fear。
Ponderously climbing tread on the stairs。 The door opened； and Elton smiled at Richards。 〃Mom's right；〃 he said。 〃I don't make a very good secret agent。 I forgot the keys。〃
Richards gave them to him and then essayed a joke： 〃Half a secret agent is better than none。〃
It struck a sour chord or no chord at all； Elton Parrakis carried his torments with him too clearly； and Richards could almost hear the phantom； jeering voices of the children that would follow him forever； like small tugs behind a big liner。
〃Thank you；〃 Richards said softly。
Parrakis left； and the little car that Richards had e from New Hampshire in was driven away toward the park。
Richards pulled the dust cover from the bed and lay down slowly； breathing shallowly and looking at nothing but the ceiling。 The bed seemed to clutch him in a perversly damp embrace； even through the coverlet and his clothes。 An odor of mildew drifted through the channels of his nose like a senseless rhyme。
Downstairs； Elton's mother was weeping。
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He dozed a little but could not sleep。 Darkness was almost full when he heard Elton's heavy tread on the stairs again； and Richards swung his feet onto the floor with relief。
When he knocked and stepped in； Richards saw that Parrakis had changed into a tentlike sports shirt and a pair of jeans。
〃I did it；〃 he said。 〃It's in the park。〃
〃Will it be stripped？〃
〃No；〃 Elton said。 〃I have a gadget。 A battery and two alligator clips。 If anyone puts his hand or a crowbar on it； they'll get a shock and a short blast on a siren。 Works good。 I built it myself。〃 He seated himself with a heavy sigh。
〃What's this about Cleveland？〃 Richards demanded （it was easy； he found； to demand of Elton）。
Parrakis shrugged。 〃Oh； he's a fellow like me。 I met him once in Boston； at the library with Bradley。 Our little pollution club。 I suppose Mom said something about that。〃 He rubbed his hands together and smiled unhappily。
〃She said something；〃 Richards agreed。
〃She's 。 。 。 。 a little dim；〃 Parrakis said。 〃She doesn't understand much of what's been happening for the last twenty years or so。 She's frightened all the time。 I'm all she has。〃
〃Will they catch Bradley？〃
〃I don't know。 He's got quite a 。 。 uh； intelligence network。〃 But his eyes slipped away from Richards's。
〃You…''
The door opened and Mrs。 Parrakis stood there。 Her arms were crossed and she was smiling； but her eyes were haunted。 〃I've called the police；〃 she said。 〃Now you'll have to go。〃
Elton's face drained to a pearly yellowish…white。 〃You're lying。〃
Richards lurched to his feet and then paused； his head cocked in a listening gesture。
Faintly； rising； the sound of sirens。
〃She's not lying；〃 he said。 A sickening sense of futility swept him。 Back to square one。 〃Take me to my car。〃
〃She's lying；〃 Elton insisted。 He rose； almost touched Richards's arm； then withdrew his hand as if the other man might be hot to the touch。 〃They're fire trucks。〃
〃Take me to my car。 Quick。〃
The sirens were being louder； rising and falling； wailing。 The sound filled Richards with a dreamlike horror； locked in here with these two crazies while…
〃Mother…〃 His face was twisted； beseeching。
〃I called them！〃 She blatted； and seized one of her son's bloated arms as if to shake him。 〃I had to！ For you！ That darky has got you all mixed up！ We'll say he broke in and we'll get the reward money…〃
〃e on；〃 Elton grunted to Richards； and tried to shake free of her。
But she clung…stubbornly； like a small dog bedeviling a Percheron。 〃I had to。 You've got to stop this radical business； Eltie！ You've got to…'
〃Eltie！〃 He screamed。 〃Elbe！〃 And he flung her away。 She skidded across the room and fell across the bed。
〃Quick；〃 Elton said； his face full of terror and misery。 〃Oh； e quick。〃
They crashed and blundered down the stairs and out the front door； Elton breaking into gigantic； quivering trot。 He was beginning to pant again。
And upstairs； filtering both through the closed window and the open door downstairs； Mrs。 Parrakis's scream rose to a shriek which met and mixed and blended with the approaching sirens： 〃I DID IT FOR YOOOOOOOOO…〃
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Their shadows chased them down the hill toward the park； waxing and waning as they approached and passed each of the mesh…enclosed G。A。 streetlamps。 Elton Parrakis breathed like a lootive； in huge and windy gulps and hisses。
They crossed the street and suddenly headlights picked them out on the far sidewalk in hard relief。 Blue flashing lights blazed on as the police car came to a screeching； jamming halt a hundred yards away。
〃RICHARDS！ BEN RICHARDS！〃
Gigantic； megaphone…booming voice。
〃Your car 。 。 。 up ahead 。 。 。 see？〃 Elton panted。
Richards could just make the car out。 Elton had parked it well； under a copse of run…to…seed birch trees near the pond。
The cruiser suddenly screamed into life again； rear tires bonding hot robber to the pavement in lines of acceleration； its gasoline…powered engine wailing in climbing revolutions。 It slammed up over the curb； headlights skyrocketing； and came down pointing directly at them。
Richards turned toward it； suddenly feeling very cool； feeling almost numb。 He dragged Bradley's pistol out of his pocket； still backing up。 The rest of the cops weren't in sight。 Just this one。 The car screamed at them across the October…bare ground of the park； self…sealing rear tires digging out great clods of ripped black earth。
He squeezed off two shots at the windshield。 It starred but did not shatter。 He leaped aside at the last second and rolled。 Dry grass against his face。 Up on his knees； he fired twice more at the back of the car and then it was ing around in a hard； slewing power turn； blue lights turning the night into a crazy； shadow…leaping nightmare。 The cruiser was between him and the car； but Elton had leaped the other way； and was now working frantically to remove his electrical device from the car door。
Someone was halfway out of the passenger side of the police car； which was on its way again。 A thick stuttering sound filled the dark。 Sten gun。 Bullets dug through the turf around him in a senseless pattern。 Dirt struck his cheeks； pattered against his forehead。
He knelt as if praying； and fired again into the windshield。 This time； the bullet punched a hole through the glass。
The car was on top of him…
He sprang to the left and the reinforced steel bumper struck his left foot； snapping his ankle and sending him sprawling on his face。
The cruiser's engine rose to a supercharged scream； digging through another power turn。 Now the headlights were on him again； turning everything stark monochrome。 Richa