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Show 110 the mine for us, we better fix that Blazer." "Oh Cap, I'm not goin' near that carl" Cap tilted his head at him funny like, just the way he had on the mountain when he had asked him if he was a greenhorn, being so frightened of an animal sound at night. "Oh, I guess I can do it then," Cap said. "Nothin' to be afraid of. Sure as shootin' they've abandoned the Blazer." Josh considered this. He was thinking how frightened he had been of the donkey braying under the tree. And how foolish he had felt when there was nothing to be scared of. "Wh. . . what will you do to it?" "Well, maybe let the air out of one of the tires," Cap said. "That would stop 'im, what with all the big rocks to go over on this mule road." Once more Josh looked up through the trees where he could barely see the Blazer. "Be right back," Cap said. After a moment's hesitation, Josh reached to catch his friend's arm. "I'll do it," he forced himself to say. 'You stay here and hold Chinook." •You will?" Cap looked at him, puzzled. "Well," Josh gave a hollow laugh, "you're not the only one around here who isn't afraid, you know." With a grin Cap took the dog's rope. Already the malamute had lain down, struggling to get on his side in the awkward travois harness. Josh sprinted the first little ways up the hill, feeling his aching muscles complain as he went. As he neared the vehicle, which had made its own road into a dense thicket, he slowed and began to creep |