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ough the wet clods； sticky earth clinging to their shoes。
There was no question： the dogs were gaining。
At the far end of the vineyard； Pendergast paused a second to reconnoiter。 They were in a couloir between two mountain ridges。 Above； the ridges narrowed as they approached the summit； about half a mile away。 The castle lay below them on its own projecting shelf of rock； grim and dark。
〃e on； Vincent；〃 Pendergast said。 〃There's not a moment to lose。〃
The vineyard gave way to another steep slope； thickly covered with chestnut trees。 They thrashed their way upward； briars tearing at their already tattered clothes。 The broken wall of some ancient ruin came into view overhead； an oldcasa colonica sunken in vines。 They climbed past the ruin and its outbuildings and entered an overgrown clearing。 Again Pendergast paused to examine the hillside above them。
D'Agosta felt his heart was going to explode。 The microwave device was a dead weight across his shoulder。 Staring down the ridgeline； gasping for breath； he caught a brief glimpse of several of the dogs below； running； baying。 Their line was tightening。 He could now make out the distant whistling and shouting of the handlers。
Pendergast was staring intently upslope； where the couloir narrowed toward the summit。 〃I see a glint of steel。〃
〃Men？〃
Pendergast nodded。 〃Have you ever hunted boar？〃
〃No。〃
〃That's precisely how we're being hunted。 Like boar。 Up there； where that draw narrows； will be the hunters。 Perhaps a dozen； maybe more； arranged in blinds。 Their field of fire will pletely cover the upper part of the ridge。〃 He nodded； almost as if in approval。 〃It's a standard hunt。 The dogs flush out the boar and drive them up a narrowing valley toward a ridgeline； where they are forced to break cover and are taken down by the hunters。〃
〃So what do we do？〃
〃We don't behave like boar。 Instead of runningaway from the dogs； we head sideways。〃
He turned and ran along the slope； at right angles to the fall line； following the rise and fall of the topography。 The baying of the dogs was closer； their sounds echoing back among the rises of land； making it appear as if the animals were approaching from all sides。
The steep flank of the mountain lay perhaps a quarter mile in front of them。 If they could get over that； D'Agosta thought as they stumbled forward； they could outflank the dogs and head downhill again。 But the forest grew ever steeper and denser； slowing them down。 And then； quite suddenly； they reached the lip of a small but very steep ravine； a stream at its bottom plunging down over sharp boulders。 On the other side； perhaps twenty feet away； was a cliff of wet； moss…covered rock。
It was impassable。
Pendergast turned back。 The dogs seemed very close now。 D'Agosta could even hear the crackling of twigs； the breaking of brush； the curses of the handlers。
〃We can't cross this ravine；〃 Pendergast said。 〃That leaves only one choice。 We must go up； try to creep through the line of hunters。〃
Pendergast pulled out the handgun he'd taken from the fallen man； checked the magazine。 〃Three rounds left；〃 he said。 〃Let's go。〃
They resumed their climb。 It seemed incredible to D'Agosta that he could go any farther； but adrenaline…and the dreadful baying of the boar hounds…kept him moving。
After a few minutes； the forest thinned and it grew brighter。 They crouched； then crept forward slowly。 Above； the forest gave way pletely to meadows and brushy draws。 D'Agosta caught his breath in dismay。 The draws were full of impenetrable brush； the meadows were open and bare； dotted with isolated copses of trees。 The land rose another quarter of a mile； hemmed between the two ridges of rock； finally topping over a barren summit。 It was like a shooting gallery。
Pendergast examined the summit for at least a minute； despite the rapidly approaching dogs。 Then he shook his head。
〃It's no good； Vincent。 It's suicide to go farther。 There will be too many men up there； and they've no doubt been hunting boar in this valley all their lives。 We'll never break through。〃
〃Are you sure？ Sure the men are up there； I mean？〃
Pendergast nodded； looking back up the ridge。 〃I can see at least half a dozen from here。 It's impossible to say how many others are hidden behind the rock blinds。〃 He paused； as if considering。 Then he spoke rapidly； almost to himself。 〃The ring is already closed on either side and above。 And we can't go down： we'll never penetrate the line of dogs。〃
〃Are you positive？〃
〃Not even a two…hundred…pound male boar； moving through heavy brush at thirty miles an hour； can get past those dogs。 As soon as the boar hits the line； the dogs converge； and 。 。 。〃
He stopped。 Then he looked at D'Agosta； eyes glittering。
〃Vincent； that's it。 There is a way out。Listen to me 。 I will head directly downhill。 When I hit the line of dogs； their cry will bring the others； and they'll bunch。 Meanwhile； you move a couple of hundred yards laterally； that way； quick as you can。 Then go slowly downhill。Slowly。 When you hear the cornering cry of the dogs…it's an unmistakable sound…you'll know I've hit the line and they're baying at me。 The line will break as the dogs converge； andthat's when you can pass。 Then； andonly then。 Is that clear？Listen for the cornering cry。 When you break through； head straight to the Greve road。〃
〃And you？〃
Pendergast held up the gun。
〃With three shots？ You'll never do it。〃
〃There's no other way。〃
〃But where will I meet up with you？ The Greve road？〃
Pendergast shook his head。 〃Don't wait for me。 Get thecolonnello and return in full force as soon as possible。In full force。 You understand？ Take the machine…you'll need it to convince him。〃
〃But 。 。 。〃 D'Agosta stopped。 And then…only then…did the full consequences of Pendergast's intentions reveal themselves to him。
〃The hell with that；〃 he said。 〃We go together。〃
The baying grew closer。
〃Only one of us can get through。 There's no other way。 Now；go！ 〃
〃I won't。 No way 。 。 。 I'mnot leaving you to the dogs 。 。 。〃
〃Damnyou； Vincent； youmust！ 〃 And without another word； Pendergast turned his back and took off downhill。
〃No！〃 D'Agosta shouted。〃Noooo…！〃
But it was too late。
He felt paralyzed； rooted to the spot in disbelief。 Pendergast's thin black figure was leaping like a cat down the hill； gun upraised…and then it vanished into the trees。
There was nothing to do but follow the plan。 Almost robotically； D'Agosta began scrambling along the hill； moving laterally； until he had gone about three hundred yards。 He turned； prepared to descend。
Then he stopped。 Ahead； in a thickly wooded copse beneath a spur of rock； stood a lone figure。 From any other vantage point； he would have been invisible below the outcropping of rock。 He stood very still； looking at D'Agosta。
Jesus；D'Agosta thought。This is it。
He reached for the microwave device； thought better of it。 The man wasn't armed； or； if he was； his weapon was out of sight。 This situation was better handled with bare hands。 He gathered himself to leap forward。
But then he hesitated。 Though the man was dressed in peasant garb； he se