." He had dug two cans out of his pack and handed one to her.
"We overslept. Eat in a hurry."

She opened her breakfast. "We'll be traveling most of the day?" she
asked. When he nodded, "yes," she said, "I can take it."

"I know you can; but they'll have a search out for us by now and a
thorough one. If we hadn't met when we had they'd have picked you up
for sure after I raided that depot--if I could have pulled it off
alone."

She smiled.

"You ever see an air robot?" he asked.

"No."

"I hope you never do. They'll fly out a search pattern, and they have
equipment that can detect a human being. They can send back signals to
tell where we are if they spot us. Our only hope is to get away before
the search pattern gets this far. If we can get far enough away, we
stand a better chance, because they'll have to spread out more thinly.
We'll have to run for a long time, but eventually they'll give up.
Until then--Well--" He let it hang. But Glynnis caught on.

* * * * *

The rest of the day they traveled, stopping only briefly to eat and
once during the afternoon when they came to a small river. Nelson's
admiration for Glynnis increased. She responded intelligently to his
commands, and learned quickly. She was strong and athletic, with the
reflexes of an animal.

They made good time. When darkness came Nelson estimated they had made
almost fifty miles since the raid, even over rough terrain. He hoped
that that would be enough. He was tired, and though the girl attempted
to hide her own fatigue, her attempts were becoming more and more
exaggerated. He searched out a camp site.

He found one on a hill, overlooking a river. There was protection from
the wind. The moon was up and there was plenty of light from it; but
Nelson didn't think the searchers would be out at night.

After they had eaten, Nelson leaned back against the thick bole of a
tree and found himself studying the girl. Her features were even
enough, but she was not a classically beautiful girl. Nor an
unattractive one. It was her eyes, he decided. She was staring off
into the sky and forest. Her eyes were large, dark, enigmatic eyes
that expressed much; expressed it eloquently. But he had the feeling
there was much in the girl that those eyes hid. Her body was lean, but
whether from exercise or undernourishment he couldn't be sure. Her
figure was full, for all the leanness, and ample. She was strong,
though she hardly