Chapter 21b
It turned into a running
battle among the sarcens. Ivan seized men and threw them at other
men. Tracy delivered whirling kicks at
faces and chests. Jon gave it as good as
he got. Hapgood
stayed in the car at first.
"HELP!" screamed
Tracy. They piled over a fallen stone
and were hemmed in again.
The bobby in charge of
security ran up, helmet neatly on his head.
He sent a message over his radio and then got his truncheon into action
and started jabbing men into submission, but the numbers were too great.
The crowd that had nearly
been mashed like so many bugs had fled to the parking lot, and some were
managing to pull their cars onto the road and get away. The hippies had not reacted.
The bobby ran to the hippies
and said, “Terribly sorry, but we seem to be having a bit of a punch up over
here. Please come over and help me keep
the peace.”
The hippies got up and joined
the fray.
Hapgood pulled himself through the window and looked
around. The car blocking them behind was
a Jaguar. “We do seem to make the most
expensive enemies,” he thought. The
engine of the Jag was running, so he pulled it away. Then he climbed back into the rental car and
backed it out. The tire protested as it
rubbed the bent fender. Hap got out to take a look at it.
The fender had buckled with a projecting crease. A good mechanic with a hammer could strike
that crease and the fender would be three quarters to being right in a single
blow. But there was no time for repairs
now.
Hap went back to the
Jaguar. He got in. Seconds later he was rolling over the ruined
fence.
The fight was close. The intrepid bobby had been pinioned by three
men and his truncheon taken away.
Hapgood approached the nearest black cloak and with the front
bumper hit the man just hard enough to lay him across the hood. Then he was roaring out across Salisbury
Plain with his unwilling passenger clinging to the car.
The man rolled over spread
eagled on the hood, trying to hold on with both hands and both feet. His face looked into Hapgood’s
face inches away through the windshield.
Hapgood found he was looking into a dark face
that might be Near Eastern in descent.
But where he expected to see a mask of hate and fear he saw concern,
certainly, but beneath it was a kind of serenity. It was a man doing a difficult job he had not
asked for, but it was a job that had to be done. The man was sure he was doing what was
right. “He looks like such a decent sort
of person,” thought Hapgood.
The other man had gone
through the same set of observations and was just thinking, “And he looks like
such a nice person,” when Hapgood decided they had
traveled a good enough distance. He applied
the brakes and sent the man tumbling across the grass. Then Hapgood went
back for more.
He managed to dump two more
out on the plain, which was not a serious reduction in their total numbers, but
he had got their attention. Now when the
low Jaguar approached, they kept an eye on it and cleared away. Hapgood decided to
see what he could do for the bobby. He
slipped up to the men holding the peace officer and managed to hook a knee with
the front bumper. Then he was backing
out as fast as the tires would take him.
It took a couple sharp turns before he cleared the man off and went
back.
Things had deteriorated. Three men had grabbed
The hippies broke free of the
corner they had held and rallied to the Jaguar.
Hapgood leaned out the window and shouted,
“They left their keys in the cars.” Soon
a dozen more cars were roaring into life.
The tide of battle reversed as they swung among the stones chasing the
black cloaks.
But
Hapgood shouted out the window, “Try to get the girl
out.” Some of the hippies broke away and
drove over to surround the abduction car.
Jon finished with his two and started blind siding
others.
The hippies grabbed a man and
locked him in the trunk of a car. Hapgood started to dissect the crowd that was working
At that point
Police with guns piled out,
and the battle was over. The bobby said,
“Frightfully sorry for the trouble. I
hope this has not spoiled your vacation.”
“Are we free to go?” asked
“Certainly,
of course. But I should like you to drop by the police
station at your earliest chance and explain this to us. It’s most irregular.”
“You got it,” said
Moments later the car was
back on the highway rocketing east toward
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visitors counted so far.