鈥?BRUJITA!鈥?The crowd in Urique went crazy when Jenn came racing back through the village,bloody but smiling as she hit the twenty-mile mark. She paused at the aid station to dig a fresh gooout of her drop bag, while a deliriously happy Mam谩 Tita dabbed at Jenn鈥檚 gory shins with herapron and kept shouting 鈥?Cuarto! .Est谩s en cuarto lugar!鈥? There was an answer. I have forgotten it, but it was clever and convincing. It always is, just as glib sophistry and specious phrases are. The gist was that all psychology, science, the history of the human race, had been superseded by some quite indefinite idea originated in a land with problems about as much related to us as the dredging of Martian canals would relate to Suez and Panama. Craig glanced through it mechanically, then laid it aside. For a few moments he sat at his desk, hunched forward, staring straight ahead and drumming his fingers thoughtfully. I leaned over and my eye happened to fall on the following paragraphs: 谩ngel told us Caballo might be heading to the town of Creel, but we had to hurry: if we didn鈥檛catch him, there was no telling where he鈥檇 turn up next. The Horse would often vanish for monthsat a time; no one knew where he went or when he鈥檇 be back. Miss him, and we might not getanother chance. 超碰国产人人做人人爽 Juan and Martimano, meanwhile, had gotten a little sidetracked. As soon as they鈥檇 broken past thetree line above, they were startled to see a giant herd of strange, woolly beasts鈥攁nd among them,animals. 鈥淪OUP鈥橲 ON, FELLAS,鈥?hoarse voice bellowed to the uncomprehendingTarah(some) umara from somewhere inside the herd.(a) The Tarahumara had just made first contact withanother wilderness tribe: the Hopeless Crew. It was not what Jack expected. There was no salutation. "The hint from Leslie was right," I replied, and as briefly as I could I repeated what Miss Balcom had told me.