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Show Flying - 224 "Pierson," says the captain slowly and clearly, "I'm giving you a direct order. Put out that cigarette and come to attention." "No," says John Henry. "I know what you want me to do, but I'm not going to do it. I prefer not to." "The man is mad," says the captain to the General. "I'm sorry, sir. Obviously he's gone over the edge." "I'm not mad," says John Henry. But Karafa has seen the captain's nod and signals two trusted sergeants who cone and take John Henry by the arns. They lead hin away toward the guardhouse tent. "Let's go, Pierson," says Karafa walking behind then. "You're in real trouble now." But the wind feels warn, the yellow hills look soft and full of promise, and the long yellow grass under his feet feels like a good place to lie and listen for the slow pulse of the living earth. |
