THE WHALES ALONG THE SHORE 3I 



I'll know of it and I'll feed your liver to the gulls if it's 

 the last thing I do.' 



With that he turned and walked away through the 

 wood and Jonathan ran until he reached the track ahead 



of the spot where the Indian had fallen. Glancing back- 

 wards he saw in grey silhouettes Sykes dragging the 

 dead Indian from the track. Then the boy made for 

 home as fast as his legs could take him. 



