uated when the first ground-level refugees from the swarm began to spill out of thevegetation behind them. ForPaul, it seemed like the cross-country runs at his childhood school--he was last and struggling,and no one bothered about him. The elk was larger than anything like it Paul had ever seen in tired old London Zoo, tallerthan a man at its shoulders and heavy as a prize bull. I'm sorry, Dulcie.
They looked like an army ofthe damned, hopelessly fleeing the trumpets of the Last Judgment. Trying to communicate with these people was maddening, despite the commonlanguage. Thank you. As it leered and winked, Fredericks watched it with a solemnity that madeOrlando nervous.
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