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he vine rope would not have been strong enough to support its own weight； exclusive of any added burden。 The clouds rose up steadily below him until he felt he could almost reach out and kick them。 Then the first damp tendrils of the fog touched him； and a few moments later the clouds closed around and he was alone in the gray world of nothingness。
The last thing that he expected to do； dangling at the end of the kilometer…long bobbing strand； was to fall asleep。 But he did。 The rocking motion； the fatigue of the day and night ride； and the blankness of his surroundings all contributed their bit。 He relaxed； his head dropped； and in a few moments he was snoring lustily。
He awoke when the rain began trickling inside his collar and down his back。 Though the air was much warmer he shivered and pulled his collar tight。 It was one of those drizzling； dripping all…day rains that seem never to end。 Through it he could make out the streaked face of the cliff still moving by； and when he bent and looked between his toes；
something indeterminate was visible below。 What？ People？ Friend or foe？ If the locals knew about the winch that was out of sight in the clouds above； they might possibly keep a massacre party waiting here。 He swung the war ax out of his belt and slipped the thong about his wrist。 Individual boulders were standing out below； set in a drab field of rain…soaked grass。 The air was humid and sticky。
〃Unbuckle that harness and be ready to let go of it；〃 Temuchin ordered； ing into sight as he stalked across the field below。 〃What is the ax for？〃
〃Anyone other than you who might be waiting；〃 Jason answered； securing the ax in his belt again and working at the leather harness。 A sudden stretch on the flexible rope lowered him to within feet of the grass。
〃Let go！〃 Temuchin ordered； and Jason did； unfortunately just as the rope started up again。 He rose a few feet and； for one instant； was suspended in midair； unmoving and unsupported； before he fell heavily。 He rolled when he hit and jammed the hilt of his sword painfully into his ribs； but was otherwise undamaged。 There was a quick whoosh above them as the rope； relieved of its burden； contracted and snapped upward。
〃This way；〃 Temuchin said； turning and walking off while Jason struggled to his feet。 The grass was slippery and wet； and mud squelched up around his boots when he walked。 Temuchin went around a pillar of rock and pointed up at its ten…meter…high summit。
〃You can watch from there to see when your inorope arrives。 Wake me then。 My beast is grazing on this side。 Be sure it does not stray。〃 Without waiting for an answer； Temuchin lay down in a relatively dry spot in the lee of the rock and pulled a flap of leather over his face。
Sure； Jason said to himself； just the job I wanted in the rain。 A nice wet rock and a tremendous view of absolutely nothing。 He pulled himself up the steeply slanted stone and sat down on its rounded peak。
Thoughts of sleep were gone now； even sitting fortably was impossible on the knobby hardness； so Jason writhed and suffered。 The silence was disturbed only by the endless susurration of the falling rain； broken by an occasional trumpet of satiated joy from the morope as it enjoyed the unaccustomed banquet。 From time to time the sheets of rain shifted； opening up a view down the hillside of grass pastures； with quick rivulets and dark…stained stones pushing up through the greenery。 Ages of rain and damp disfort passed before Jason heard hoarse breathing overhead and could make out a dim form dropping down slowly through the haze。 He slid to the ground and Temuchin was awake and alert the instant Jason touched his shoulder。
There was something awe…inspiringly impressive about the great bulk of the limp Inorope； apparently unsupported； that swung down over their heads。 Its legs were beginning to twitch and its breathing grew faster。
〃Quickly；〃 Temuchin ordered。 〃It is beginning to awake。〃
A sudden bounce dropped the morope lower and they grabbed for it； but the return contraction pulled it out of reach again。 It was beginning to turn its head and was attempting to lift its neck。 The next drop brought it almost to the ground and Temuchin leaped for its neck； grabbing it and hanging on； his added weight pulling the foreparts of the creature to the damp ground。
〃Unbuckle it！〃 he shouted。
Jason dived for the straps。 The buckles were easy…opening； being released by throwing back an iron handle。 It would have been impossible to open normal buckles against the tension of the taut； stretched cable。 The morope was beginning to thrash about when Jason threw open the last buckle…and leaped clear。 The contraction of the elastic cable pulled the harness out from under the morope； raking its flesh so that it bellowed with pain； half flipping it over。 The jangling harness； with a departing hiss； instantly vanished from sight in the rain。
The rest of the day settled into routine。 Now that Jason knew what to do； Temuchin proved himself an experienced field soldier by taking advantage of the lull to catch up on his sleep。 Jason wished he could join him； but he had been left in charge and he knew better than to try and avoid the responsibility。 Soldiers and mounts dropped out of the rain…Filled sky at regular intervals and Jason organized the operation。 Some of the soldiers watched the field of grazing moropes while others stood by to land the new arrivals。 The rest slept； except for Ahankic； who； in Jason's opinion； seemed to have fine vision and who therefore occupied the lookout position。 Twenty…five moropes and a6 men were down before the end suddenly came。
The work party were half dozing； depressed by the endless rain； when Ahankk's hoarse call jabbed them to instant awareness。 Jason looked up and had a brief vision of a dark form hurtling down； apparently right at them。 This was just an illusion of the mist for the morope grew in size and struck the landing spot； plunging to the ground like a falling rock and hitting with a sickening； explosive sound。 A great length of rope fell on and around it； the end landing not far from Jason and the soldiers。
There was no need to call Temuchin。 He had been awakened by the shout and the sound of impact。 He turned away after a single glance at the bloody； deformed corpse of the beast。
〃Tie four moropes to the harness。 I want it dragged away from here； along with that rope。〃 While his lieutenants jumped to obey him； he turned to Jason。 〃This is why I sent a man first； then a inorope。 Two of the men will have to ride double。。 The stoats wanied me that the rope broke after use； and that there was no possible way to tell when this would be。 It usually breaks under a heavy load。〃
〃But has been known to snap when letting a man down。 I can see why you went first。 You'd make a good gambler； warlord；〃 Jason said。
〃I am a good gambler；〃 Temuchin told him calmly； running a scrap of oiled leather over his rusting sword。 〃There is just one rope in reserve； so I left orders to halt the drop if this one should break。 A new rope will be in place by the time we return and a guard will be lowered and waiting for us。 Now…we ride。〃
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〃Is it permitted to ask where we are going？〃 Jason said as the w