"Andre Norton - Cat's eye" - читать интересную книгу автора (Norton Andre)For the first time those wide lips split in something approaching a grin. "No, no lift back." The other mimicked his tone. "We carry those who must ride easy." Not much of an explanation, Troy thought. If the occupants of the cage had managed to survive passage 19 in a space freighter, they certainly could take very easily a short air flight back to Sixth Square. He had something other to chew on also—that move by Varms. Taken together with this action of Zul's, it began to make sense. Could the yellow man and the novice thief have rigged a highjack between them, with himself ! set up to pin the blame upon? Troy dismissed that thought. Too many loose ends. He was not driving; Zul was. He could prove that he had had no connection with Kyger's before this morn- ing, knew nothing of any cargo that was coming in for I the shop. And somehow he was certain Zul was not file:///F|/rah/Andre%20Norton/Norton,%20Andre%20-%20Cat's%20Eye.txt (10 of 147) [1/17/03 1:06:43 AM] file:///F|/rah/Andre%20Norton/Norton,%20Andre%20-%20Cat's%20Eye.txt planning any double cross of his employer—in spite of Varms. But there had to be a reason, other than the one he had been given, for this ground-level progress. It was not a straight-line progress either, he noted. Troy knew the warehouse section of Tikil well enough to be certain with every block they passed that Zul was taking a round-about way. Why? A sidelong glance at the other's closed face argued that this was another question Zul was not going to answer. -Troy settled back as far as he could in a seat adjusted to Zul's comfort, not his own, and waited for further enlightenment. Once more he was conscious of activity in the cage, mental activity. It was no longer directed toward him, but at their surroundings. Troy's breath caught in a tiny gasp as he realized—picking im- pressions and hints out of those vague, strange cur- rents—that the occupants of the cage were engrossed in studying tlieir new surroundings. Yet how could |
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