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SHATTUCK stooped and ran. It took but a few steps to take him around the curve of a dune. He stood there for a while in thought--measuring each second that passed, crowding into each second all that he could of planning, deduction, foresight.
Presently he crawled up the slope of sand to the top of the dune. It was still so dark that there was small chance of his being discovered, but he was as careful as any Apache on the scout.