“There are two more cases in Dundee and one in Edinburgh,” said Gurney. The driver of the cab got down from his seat, and looked from Gurney to Thrale with doubt and question.
Thrale nodded his head. “I knew it was sure to come,” he remarked.
“Better get out of this,” put in the driver.
“Yes, rather,” agreed Gurney.
“Well, America.”
Thrale laughed. “They’ll have it in America before you get there,” he said. “It’ll go there via Japan and ’Frisco.”
“You seem to know a lot about it,” said the driver of the cab.
“Do you mean to tell me there’s nowhere we can go to?” persisted Gurney.
Thrale smiled. “Nowhere in this world,” he said. “This plague has come to destroy mankind.” He spoke with a quiet assurance that carried conviction.