WORRALS IN THE WASTELANDS
by W. E. Johns
10. WORRIES FOR WORRALS (Pages 126 – 137)
“When the bitter truth, that Frecks was
not there, became so evident that there was no longer any question about it, Worrals was for a moment bereft of the power of lucid
thought by sheer dismay. It was a
contingency outside her reckoning and for once she was at a loss to know what
to do”. Worrals
waits and looks around. She finds a
struck match, obviously new. Someone
else must have been there as Frecks did not
smoke. Hunting around further, Worrals finds an unstruck match and then another and soon
follows the trail left. This trail leads
to the Box and Worrals can hear people inside. Then she hears Frecks
laugh. Why would she laugh if she was a
prisoner? Worrals
can’t understand it. Looking through a
window, she sees that “Frecks was sitting with Shultz
and Wolfe – drinking a cup of tea. They
were chatting as if they were the best of friends”. Worrals walks to
some fallen rocks and sits down to think.
Then Wolfe comes outside, shortly to be followed by Shultz. Worrals crouches
and listens to their conversation. They
think it is a bit of luck to be flown out and plan to kill the girls to ensure
they say nothing. They will let Larwood
and Hedin go to work in the morning and take the gold when they have gone. When Frecks departs
and the others have gone back to the Box, Worrals
follows her and joins her as soon as they are out of earshot. They exchange stories and set off back to
their base.