The other one tried to run, but he didn't get far.
Harry was breathing hard. He grinned at me. "You okay?" he said.
"I'll have a shoulder that's sore as hell for a while," I said, "but let's go."
A dozen passageways led from the main one. "Where do we look first?" Harry wanted to know.
"We'd better split up. That way we can cover more territory."
"I don't like to leave you alone with that bum shoulder."
"Forget it. If there were any more around, they've cleared out by now. Get going."
I had a pocket light that I used in the darkest passages. Most of the cloisters and compartments were empty, and didn't look as though they'd been used in years.
At the end of one passageway I found the rooms of the priests, very sparsely furnished, and from there I got a glimpse from a narrow ventilation slit at the garden itself. The colored mists and the weird trees. But no animate being was moving out there.
In the last room, the door was barred with a crude, vertical bolt. I blasted off the bar, and opened the door. Behind it I found Sukey Jones.