"Some of us may not have to wait until tomorrow," offered Obroski; "some of us may get it today." His voice sounded husky.
"Can that line of chatter!" snapped Orman. "If you're scared, keep it to yourself."
"I'm not scared," said Obroski.
"The Lion Man scared? Don't be foolish." Baine winked at Marcus. "I tell you, Tom, what we ought to do now that we're in this bad country. It's funny no one thought of it before."
"What's that?" asked Orman.
"We ought to send the Lion Man out ahead to clear the way for the rest of us; he'd just grab these Bansutos and break 'em in two if they got funny."
"That's not a bad idea," replied Orman grimly. "How about it, Obroski?"
Obroski grinned weakly. "I'd like to have the author of that story here and send him out," he said.
"Some of those smokes had good sense anyway," volunteered a truck driver at the foot of the table.
"How come?" asked a neighbor.