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He heard the noise of a grenade bursting behind the small ridge. Then there was no more noise and no firing. He leaned heavily on the wheel and he watched the smoke of the grenade thin out in the wind.
“I’m going to take her on through as soon as I see the dinghy,” he said to Gil.
He felt Antonio’s arm around him and heard him say, “You lie down, Tom. I’m taking her.”
“All right,” he said and he took a last look down the narrow, green-banked river. The water was brown but clear and the tide was flowing strong.
Gil and Antonio helped him to lie down on the planking of the bridge. Then Antonio took the wheel. He went astern a little more to hold her against the tide and Thomas Hudson could feel the sweet rhythm of the big motors.
“Loosen the tourniquet a little,” he said to Gil.
“We’ll get the air mattress,” Gil said.
“I like it on the deck,” Thomas Hudson said. “I think it is better if I don’t move much.”
“Get a cushion under his head,” Antonio said. He was looking down the channel.
In a little while he said, “They’re waving us in, Tom,” and Thomas Hudson felt the motors go ahead and the ship slide forward.
“Anchor her as soon as we’re out of the channel.”
“Yes, Tom. Don’t talk.”
Henry came up and took the wheel and the controls when they anchored. Now that they were in the open again, Thomas Hudson felt her swing into the wind.
“There’s lots of water in here, Tom,” Henry said.
“I know. All the way to Caibarién and the two channels are clear and well marked.”
“Please don’t talk, Tom. Just lie quiet.”
“Have Gil get a light blanket.”
“I’ll get it. I hope it doesn’t hurt too much, Tommy.”
“It hurts,” Thomas Hudson said. “But not too bad. It doesn’t hurt any worse than things hurt that you and I have shot together.”
“Here’s Willie,” Henry said.
“You old son of a bitch,” said Willie. “Don’t talk. There were four in there with the guide. It was the main party. Then there was the one Ara got by mistake. He feels awful about it when you wanted a prisoner so much. He’s crying and I told him to stay below. He just loosed off like anybody would.”
“What did you throw the grenade at?”
“Just a place I didn’t like the look of. Don’t you talk, Tom.”
“You have to go back and detrap that hulk.”
“We’re going right away and we’ll check the other place. I wish the Christ we had a speed boat. Tommy, those goddam fire extinguishers are better than an .81mm mortar.”
“Not the same range.”
“What the hell we want with range? That Gil was throwing them into a bushel basket.”
“Get going.”
“How bad are you, Tommy?”
“Pretty bad.”
“Think you can make it?”
“I’m going to try.”
“Keep perfectly still. Don’t move for anything.”
They were not gone long but it seemed a long time to Thomas Hudson. He lay on his back in the shade of a canopy Antonio had rigged for him. Gil and George had unlaced the canvas from the windward side of the flying bridge and the wind came fresh and friendly. It was not as strong as it had been yesterday but (...)
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