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The announcement brought another murmur from the crowd, this time a little louder than before. |
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Kendall held up his hand. "Listen to me, please. I don't think the situation as it stands now can be termed critical. I think we can control it." |
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It was apparent the crowd didn't agree with Kendall. To their way of thinking, the situation was already out of hand and it was time to get the Mounties out in force. The natives were getting restless. The man behind us began whispering to his wife, and around the room there was growing evidence of discontent. |
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"All right," Jake thundered, "keep it down. We've got a plan. Harlan here will take ten or so men and start at the western boundary over by the caves and sweep east until he comes to the Carson road. Caleb Hall will head up the second group. They'll be starting up on the highway and sweep south till they intercept Harlan's squad. Then the two groups will cover the shoreline. Constable Kendall here will do the same thing from the east side of the village, and I'll head up the group that starts at Freeman Field. According to my calculations we got us about two and a half square miles of some pretty rough terrain to cover." |
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Brenda nudged me with her elbow. "What |
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