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'Didtheygetalltheothersback?'
'Yeah.ButChrysalishasasgoodasdisappearedoffthefaceoftheearth.'
'Howdoyouknowthehi-jackersmeanttotaketheliquortruck?'
'Theonlythingtheyleftinthecabofthehorsevanwasascrewed-upsc.r.a.pofpaper.Itwasanoteofthetimetheliquorcompany'struckmadeitsdailyrunalongthatroute.'
'Fingerprints?'
'Gloves.Evenforwritingthenote.'
Walthadtalkedhimselfdry.Irefuelledhisgla.s.sandfeltlikesleep.
'Whatdoyouthink?'hesaid.
Ishrugged.'ItwasChrysalistheyreallywanted.Thetimetablenotewastheblind.'
'Butwhy?Whyshouldanyonewanttostealastallion?That'swhat'sgotusallfloored.Idon'tknowmuchabouthorses,I'mafalseclaimsmanreally.Ijustgotpitchedintothisbetweencripplecases,ifyougetme.ButevenIknowthat.i.t'sthestallion'snamethatbringsinthestudfee.Saysomeone'sstolenChrysalis,what'sthepoint?Theycan'tadvertisehimforstud,soheisn'tworthadime.Wefiguredsomeonemightbenuttyenoughtowanthimalltothemselves,likesomeworldfamouspainting,butyoucanhideapaintingquietlyinacellar,whichyoucan'tdowithahorse.Thewholethingdon'tmakesense.'
Ihadmyownviewsonthat,butIsaidonly,'WhathappenedtoAllyx?'
'Ionlyknowaboutthatfromthefiles.Igotthecaseoutandlookeditupthismorning.AllyxwasaFrenchhorse,apparentlyoneofthebestyoungsiresinEurope.Hewasninewhenhecameoverhere,andalreadyhisgethadwonalistofracesaslongasyourarm.DaveTellerwasheadofthesyndicatewhichboughthim;that'swhyhewasinsuredwithus,aswedoalltheTellerestatework.AllyxwasdeliveredsafelytotheTellerstudfarm.Notroubleintransitthattime.Buthewasthereonlyfourdays.Thentherewasafireinthestablesonenightandtheytookallthehorsesoutofthebarnandturnedthemlooseintoasmallcorral.'
'Andwhentheycametofetchthem-nohorses?'
Henodded.'Therewasabrokenrailoverthefarside,whichnooneknewabout.Allthehorseshadgotthroughit,includingAllyx.Theycaughtalltheothers,thoughsomewerefreefordays.NosigneverofAllyx.ThecompanyhadtofacethatheprobablygotintothefoothillsoftheAppalachianMountainsandmaybebrokehisneck,andintheendtheyhadtopayup.'
'Whataboutthatfire?'
'Therewasapparentlynothingsuspiciousabout.i.tatthetime.Oneofourverybestmenfoundnoevidenceofafirebeingset.Still,stablesfirescanbestartedsoeasily...acigaretteb.u.t.tinapileofstrawleavesnotrace.Thisonedidn'tdomuchdamagebeforetheyput.i.tout.Noquestionofkerosene,forinstance.Thewholechainofeventswasagreedtobeaccidental.'
Ismiledthinly.
'WhataboutShowman?'
Waltshookhishead.'Idon'tknowhowhegotloose.b.u.t.theyfoundhim.Dead,ofcourse.He'dbeendeadsometime,Ithink.'
'Where?'
'Oh,intheAppalachians.Hecamefromthatarea,sameastheothers.b.u.t.thenLexingtonhasmorestudfarmsthananywhereelseintheStates,sothere'snosignificanceinthatreally.'
'YouwentdowntoLexingtonlastweek?'
Henodded.'FlewthereWednesday,whenMrsTellercalledus'
'MrsDaveTeller?'
'Uhhuh.'SomethingmovedobscurelyinWalt'sface.Dave'swifehadmadeanimpression.'She'sEnglish,likeyou.'
'I'llG.o.downtheretomorrow,'Isaid.Iwatchedhimwaveranddecidenottotellmeabouther.Instead,helookedathiswatch,putdownhisgla.s.sfirmly,andstoodup.
'Mustbeoff,'hesaid.'It'souranniversary,andmywife'sfixedsomethingspecial.'
'Givehermyapologiesforkeepingyou.'
'That'sallright.Itfittedinfine.IgohomefromGrand Central,rightdownstairs.Aquarterofanhourtotraintime.'
Iwalkedwithhimtothedoor.
'Walt...wouldyoubefreetocomedowntoLexingtoninthemorning?'Ashehesitated,Iadded,There'snopointinmycoveringallthegroundtwice.I'dappreciatehavingyoualong.'
'Begladto,Gene,'hesaidtoopolitely,andIthoughttoh.e.l.lwithyouWalt,toh.e.l.lwitheverythingonearth,includingme,butI'mstuckwiththishorsenonsenseforthenextthreeweeks,andifIsaygotoLexington,yougo.Ihidtheviolentmomentofirritationinturningfromhimtoopenthedoor,andIunderstoodhisreluctanceanyway,aswholikestobedraggeddowntodothesamepieceofworktwice,especiallyunderthecriticaleyeofanimportedlimeybusybody?Heshookmyhand.'I'llcallyouinthemorning,'hesaid,hisfeelingsunderbettercontrolthanmine.'Seventhirty?'
'Allright.'Heloosenedhisjawmusclesintowhatlookedlikegoingtobeasmilebutdidn'tquitemakeit,sketchedasalutewiththethick-toppedfingers,andambledunhurriedlyawaydownthepa.s.sage.
Ihaddinnerinthehotelrestaurant.Asteak.NevereatsteakwestofNebraska,theyusedtosay.Thebeefwasbredontheprairieandwalkedeastwardstothemarkets:whenitgottoNebraskaithitthecornbeltandonlyafterthatwasitfatenoughtokill.NewYorksteaksweremostlysuperb,butIdidn'tsupposethey'dwalkedinthroughtheNewJerseyTunnel.Longdistancehaulagetookcareofthat...andwhoeverhadremovedAllyxandChrysalishadhadahaulageproblemtoo.Youcouldn'trideastallionalongstatehighways.Foronething,theynolongertookkindlytoasaddleafteryearsatstud,eveniftheyhadbeenreasonabletohandleinthefirstplace.
NightclubsattractmelikewetMondaysinManchester,andapathykeptmefromevenreadingthelistofshows.Iwentstraightupstairsafterdinnertocatchuponalotoflostsleepandwokeagaininfuriatinglyattwo,deadtiredandwitharestlessbrain.
Fromhabit,theLugerlayundermypillow.Itwasanotherlongnight.
CHAPTERFIVE.
Weflewdowninthemorning,Walt'spuffedeyesshowingthattheanniversaryhadbeendulycelebrated,andminefeelingasifthey'dbeenrolledingrit.
Thetwodrivers,reachedbytelephone,metusbyappointmentintheentrancehallofamotelnearthecentreofLexington,whereWalthadstayedonhisprevioustrip.Hebookedroomsforusboth,andwetookthedriversuptohis,whichprovedamileshortofBiltmorestandardsbuthotoncleanlinessandKleenex.
Waltswitchedontheair-conditioning,shuffledchairsaround,andpromisedbeerlater.Thedrivers,verymuchonthedefensive,wentsullenlythroughthedisastroustaleagain,awarebeyondanydoubtthattheyshouldneverhaveleftthehorsesunwatchedandweremorethanlikelytolosetheirjobs.NothingtheysaidaddedmuchtowhatWalthadalreadytoldme.
'Doyouknoweachotherwell?'Iasked.
Thethinbirdlikeonesaidtheydid.
'Andthegrooms.Doyouknowthem?Anddotheyknoweachother?'
'Seenthemaround,'saidtheheavyone.'Thelazysoandso's.'
Thethinonesaid,'OneofthemcamefromtheMidwayFarm.'
ThatwasDaveTeller's.'HecamespeciallyforChrysalis.It's.h.i.+moughttobeblamedforthewholething.'
'Didtheboysknoweachother,beforethetrip?'
'Sure,'saidtheheavyone.'Waytheytalkedtheybothbeeninthehorsegamealltheirlives.'
Waltsniffedandnodded.He'dcheckedallthis,hisresignedfacesaid.Routine.
TothedriversIsaid,'Iwantyoutothinkback,andmakealistofallthecarsandtrucksyoucanrememberseeingontheroad,allthewayfromKennedytotheplaceyoulostthehorses.'
TheylookedaghastandasifIwerecrazy.
'Look,'Isaid,'onthoseturnpikesyousometimesseethesamecarsoverandover.Theonesgoingyourway,thatis.Youseethematthereststops,andmaybeyoustartofffirst,andthentheypa.s.syou,andthenyouseethemagainmaybestoppedatanotherdinerwhileyougoontothenextone,andthentheycomepastyouagain.Right?'
Theynodded.
'Somaybeyoustillremembersomeofthecarsandtrucksyousawonthattrip?Especiallyanyyousawonbothdays.'
Theystaredatme.Theheavyonesaid,'It'simpossible.Itwasaweekago.'
'Iknow.Try,anyway.Thinkitover.Seeifyoucanrememberanyatall,betweenyou.Thenwritethemdownandleavethelisthereforus,sometimethisevening.'
Itookoutmywalletandtriedtwentydolla.r.s.eachforsize.Itwentdownwellenough.Theysaidtheywouldtry.
'Don'tinventanything,'Isaid.I'dratherpayfornothingtha.n.a.lotofhogwash.'
Theynoddedandwent,withthebeerpostponedtotheirreturn.
'Whatareyoulookingfor?'Waltsaidcuriously.
'Anotherhorsevan,Isuppose.'
Hethought.i.tover.'Theycouldjusthaveplannedtorendezvouswheretheemptyvanwasfound.Theydidn'tneedtobeseenontheroad.'
'Idon'tthinktheycanhavebeensurewhentheywouldbeabletodothehi-jacking.Theywouldn'tknowwherethedriverswouldstopformeals.NogoodfixingarendezvousinKentuckyiftheopportunitycameearlier,upnearWheeling.'
'Theywouldn'twanttodrivetoofarwithahottruck,'Waltagreed.'Infact,itwastwenty-fivemiles,mostlybackroads.Theymadestraightforthehills,whereitwouldtakelongesttorounduploosehorses.'
'Anytracks?'
'Notyretracksofanyuse.Thenearestroadwasgravel,dryanddustythistimeofyear.Therewerethetracksofthevangoingofftheroadroundbehindahillock,butontheroaditselftheywerejustajumble.Everycarwhichpa.s.sedraisedacloudofdustandwipedoutalltrackswhichweretherebefore.'
Igrunted.'Hoofprints?'
'Dozensofthose.Inalldirections.'
'Backontothegravelroad?'
Heshookhisheadresignedly.'Impossibletotell.Noneontopofthevan'styretracks,anyway.Butwetookalotofsoilsamples,ontheoutsidechancesomethingwouldturnuplater.'
'Youdiditprettythoroughly.'
Thesmilealmostcame.'Amillionandahalf,'hesaidbriefly,'isalotofinsurance.'
MidwayFarmhadprosperityprintedonitsgateposts,andIwentthroughthemalone,asWalthadsaidhefelttheonsetofamigraineheadache.
Amiddle-agedHungarianwomanopenedthedoortomeandinhaltingEnglishaskedmemybusiness.DiagnosingheraccentfromlongpracticeIrepliedinherownlanguage,asitwa.s.simpler,andpresently,havingconsultedinthedrawing-room,sheshowedmeinthere.
Dave'swifestoodinthecentreofaquarteracreofdeepgreencarpet,surroundedbydeepgreenwalls,whitepaint,andtomatoredupholstery.Sheflickedmycardwithonethumbandsaid,'You'rethemanwhofishedDaveoutoftheriver.'
'Yes,'Isaid,surprised.
'Hetelephonedtomeyesterday,'sheexplained.'HesaysIamtotrustyouentirely.'
Shewasaslimsmall-bonedcreaturewiththeroundedtightlittlebottomwhichcomesfromridinghorsesagreatdealinearlygirlhood.Herjawlinewasdelicatelysquare,nosenarrow,eyeswideandbright.Greyspeckledthemouse-brownspringyhair,andifshewaswearingcosmeticsonewouldhaveneededtobenearerthanIwastobecertainofit.Decisivea.s.suranceshowedfromeverycrispgesture,andfromhertoneIgatheredthattakingherhusband'swordforthingswasnotherhabit.
'Sitdown,'shesaid,pointingtoatomatochair.'Drink?'Itwastwoo'clockonahotafternoon.'Scotch,'shesaidwithoutwaitingforananswer,makingitastatement,notachoice.
Iwatchedhersplashthepalegoldenliquidontoicecubesintwotallgla.s.ses,andaddatokendropofwater.Shecameacrossandheldoutoneofthemwithagracefulsun-tannedarm.Aheavygoldchainbraceletloadedwithfobsandcharmsclinkedfromherwrist,andintomynostrilsfloatedatraceof'Joy'.
Itastedthewhisky.HedgesandButler'sRoyal,Ithought.Toofineandlightforanythingelse.Theflavourfromonesiplastedalongtimeonmytongue.
'EvasaysyouspeakHungarian,'shesaid,movingaway,pickingupherowngla.s.s,andtakinganadultswallow.
'Mm,yes.'
'Shewasmostimpressed.'
'IcameaboutChrysalis,'Ibegan.
'Doyouspeakanyotherlanguages?'HervoiceveeredmoretoAmericanthanEnglishandhadtheabrupt,inconsequentiallurchoftwodrinkstoomany;but.i.tdidn'tshowinherface.
'German,'Isaid,raisingadutifulsocialsmile.
ThewayI'dbeentaughtlanguages,ittookaweekforasmattering,threemonthsforfluency,andtwoyearstobringonetothepointofrecognisingtypicalspeechandthoughtpatternswhenoneheardthemtranslatedbackintoperfectEnglish.Inoneperiodofsevenyears,inmytwenties,I'dbeencrammedwithGerman,Hungarian,andfiveSlavoniclanguages,fromRussianandCzechtoSerbo-Croat.Noneofthemwaslikelytocomeinhandyforfindingstallions,andinanycasetheywerealmostoutofdate.ThenewboyswerelearningSwahili,Arabic,andChinese.
'AndFrench,Isuppose?'shesaid.
'Alittle,'Iagreed.
'Enoughforthenecessitiesoflife,Iexpect.'Herexpressionandemphasisgavethewordnecessitiesaprecisemeaning,whichwasn'tfoodanddrink.
'Absolutely,'Iagreed,acknowledgingherdefinition.
Shelaughed.Nothingfrailorfine-bonedaboutthat.
'Chrysalis,'shesaid,'isarightb.l.o.o.d.ynuisance.Hewouldn'thavebeenmychoiceinthefirstplace;thatPurpleEmperorstrainisa.s.softasanoldman'spencilandhe'spa.s.singiton,theyalwaysdo.MothwontheDerbyinashockinglybadyearandifanythinghadgivenhimhalfaracehe'dhavefoldedlikeawetsheet.'Shetookadeepswallow.'Doyouknowthefirstb.l.o.o.d.ythingabouthorses?'
'Whatisthefirstb.l.o.o.d.ythingabouthorses?'
Shegavemeastartledstarewhichturnedintoanincredulouslaugh.'Thefirstb.l.o.o.d.ythingabouthorsesisthattheymakeb.l.o.o.d.yfoolsofmen.'
Ismiledbackspontaneously,amusedbythecontrastbetweenherrobustnessofthoughtandlanguageandherdelicacyofframe.