"Quick, Keston," I cried, "they're coming."
Keston glanced around and started to run. I followed as fast as I could.
"They'll catch us," I panted. "Where can we hide?"
"Down in the valley."
"But the machines will get us then."
"Save your breath and follow me. I know a place."
e were racing along as fast as our weakened legs could carry us, toward the edge of the Glacier. I looked back to see Abud, his brute face distorted with rage, gaining rapidly on us. The other prolats were being outdistanced.
Abud shouted threateningly for us to stop, but that only made us re-double our efforts. I knew he would kill us if he caught up with us. He had his spear and we were without ours.