Behind the curtains of her open window Eve Strayer, lying on her bed, had heard every word.
Crouched there beside her pillow she peered out and saw Trooper Lannis ride away; saw the Fry boy start toward Harrow Place on a run; saw Ralph Wier watch them out of sight and then turn and re-enter the lodge.
Wrapped in Darragh's big blanket robe she got off the bed and opened her chamber door as Wier was passing through the living-room.
"Please — I'd like to speak to you a moment," she called.
Wier turned instantly and came to the partly open door.
"I want to know," she said, "where I am."
"Ma'am?"
"What is this place?"
"It's a hatchery——"
"Whose?"