A Crying Shame (94 page)

Mein Gott!”
Karl breathed, awe in his voice.
That is ... is ...
unmoglich!”

Impossible?” Jon translated.
No, it was real, I assure you all.”

The usually unflappable Englishman said,
I'll be a son of a bitch!”

You see?” Karl gloated.
He admits his inferior breeding.”

Before Lewis could respond to the insult, Jon said,
I have several more in the small house to your left.” He spoke calmly, enjoying the looks of the scientists as they savored the moment of scientific triumph that until now had been denied them.

Nein!”
Karl huffed the word.

Yes. Calm yourself, Karl,” Jon said.
Probably seventy-five to a hundred more of them in the swamp.”

The doctors rushed out of the shed, heading for the servants' quarters. They tried to exit simultaneously, jammed together in the door, and got stuck in the passageway. Karl ripped off part of the doorjamb, freeing them. They ran across the lighted grounds. Jon and Debbie stood laughing at their excitement.

Jon bowed slightly and smiling, swept a hand toward the door,
After you, Debra.”

My, aren't you the gentleman?” She stepped out into the brilliance of thousands of watts. She had been on too many expeditions to cast more than one cursory glance at Jon's weapons.