slovenliness.
Not his business, now. Jemmy Bloocher wasn't going to be running Bloocher Farm after all. What could he take? Just the backpack and the hiking gear in it. Real shoes. A flash, a canteen, blankets; thick hiker's gloves, because much of Destiny life was armed with thorns or poison. He added underwear and socks and shirts, going by feel in the dark. He was already wearing a jacket. What else? Anything he left behind now was gone forever. Pen and a pad of paper- He heard the front door slam. Only minutes now, he thought-and
his own door slammed back against the wall and light blazed in his eyes.
Jemmy was standing with his hands spread wide and showing empty when the ceiling lamp came on. Curdis lowered the flash. 'Jemmy,' he said. 'Thought it might be some thieving merchant.'
Jemmy said, 'I've killed a merchant.'
Curdis's eyes only narrowed, but Jemmy heard Junior's gasp. She wedged herself around Curdis and squeaked, 'Jemmy!,' swallowing the scream because they'd wake their parents.
Curdis turned out the lamp. 'We're too close to the Warkan place,' he said.
Why would you-even-' Junior caught herself and was silent.
The dark was welcome. Jemmy said, 'I have to run.'
Thonny's voice spoke from the hall. 'He was trying to save me. Even SO, Jemmy, that was crazy.'
'I know-'
'Crazy, Jemmy!' Brenda.
Curdis said briskly, 'Just hide for a while. Get your camp gear and- you've got it already? Hide in the hills. Wait for the caravan to go away. We don't know anything, didn't see anything, can't guess-'
'They come three times every two years. Everyone knows where Bloocher Farm is. Everyone knows who I am!'
'Three times every two years, you just aren't here. Caravans come, you go. Bloocher F-Farm-' Curdis stopped.
That was the sticking point, all right. Margery was Bloocher Farm for now, but in half a year she and Curdis Hann would be farming the New Hann Holding. The head of Bloocher Farm had to deal with merchants, if only for speckles.
Jemmy said, 'Curdis, I want to take the speckles bread that's in the oven. Okay? Thonny, you'll have Bloocher Farm when Curdis and Margery move Out.' They'd have to postpone moving, he thought, until Thonny was older. Curdis must see that already. 'If merchants want to search the farm for a fugitive, go them one better. Lead them down to where the fence goes into the sea. It's covered with enough weed to feed a caravan, the chugs would have a head start on the sharks, and we'll get the shore cleaned off to boot.'
Thonny nodded, eyes glassy, mouth open.
Curdis said, 'Hold it. Jemmy, caravans use the Road.'
Jemmy hadn't thought quite that far.
'The merchants only just got here. They'll stay awhile,' Thonny said. 'Jemmy, if you can get around them they can't catch you. Chugs don't move fast.'
'They'll send someone to block the Road,' Curdis said.
Thonny and Brenda and Margery came into Jemmy's room and found seats on the bed, the bureau, the footlocker, This was going to take some thought.
'One step at a time,' Curdis said. 'The merchants will search Spiral Town. They'll demand that, and nobody will stop them. You can't hide in town.'
'I've got to leave.'
'Have you thought of just hiding in the hills?'
Jemmy said, 'We hike the hills, but merchants must know that whole range end to end. And if they found me-Curdis, they wouldn't have to take me to trial. Bang and plant a tree. Who'd know?'
'You'd be pretty conspicuous on the Road, too. How do you think you'll get around them?'
'It's our Road too,' Thonny said tentatively.
Brenda said, 'Yeah. Let's go for a walk.'
In the dark one could just see Thonny's disgusted look. But Curdis
tasted the notion. 'Go for a nice long walk down the Road? Me and Thonny? Jemmy, you go over the hills. You can stay hidden in the brush for a few days, can't you? Meet us-'
'I'm coming too,' Brenda announced.
Curdis ignored her. 'Meet us somewhere down the Road, Jemmy.
Then I'll trade packs with you. From then on, you're Curdis Hann: me.
You come back by Road, with Thonny. I'll come back through the hills.
If I'm caught, hey, I'm just off camping. I'll-'
'Come back by way of the New Hann,' Margery said. 'You're tending our own land.'
Curdis nodded. It would give him legitimacy if he were caught.
'I'm coming too,' Brenda repeated. Margery said, 'All right, Brenda.'
'Margery-'
'Darling, you'll need her to talk to merchant women!'
Thonny suggested, 'Bicycles?'
'Good,' said Curdis. 'We can let things settle for a day or two and still beat Jemmy to... where shall we meet?'
'There aren't that many bicycles on the Road. I'll find you, 'Jemmy said. Curdis sat in the dark, moving his lips, while they watched him. Presently he said, 'The merchants search Spiral Town and don't find you. Your camping gear is gone. So's our store of speckles, so you buy some more, Margery-'
Jemmy said, 'I wouldn't take your speckles-'
'You would if you were going forever. Instead, we can bring you home after the merchants have searched the farm and Spiral Town. You take my place here. They're searching the hills by then, but at worst they find just me, camping on my own land. After they're gone you can grow a beard or something. Lie about your age, marry someone, move to another farm. We'll have time to work that out.'
'I like it,' Junior Margery said. 'I wish I could come-'
'You're in charge here,' Curdis said gently.
They were deciding his future.
Margery said, 'Okay. Thonny and Brenda and Curdis on bikes. Don't look at me like that, Thonny, you're brother and sister! Not betrothed. Oh, hell!'
'What?'
'Curdis, you can't pass for Jemmy.'
Curdis had straight black hair, yellow-dark skin, eyes with an epicanthic fold. Hmmm? Jemmy said, 'I only have to pass for Curdis coming back. Going out is when they'll be looking to be sure he's not me. Me, escaping. Going out, you're innocent. Let them look.'
They closed the curtains and turned on the lights. Margery posed Jemmy next to Curdis, examined them and said, 'No.'
And Brenda was a girl.
But Thonny moved up next to Jemmy, shorter by three inches, and Margery said, 'Maybe on a bicycle.'
They took all of Jemmy's clothes out of the bureaus and carried them in armloads into Thonny's room. They began putting together matching outfits.
'You can switch scarves and hats,' Margery said, and they tried it. 'Right. Thonny, you stay on the bike. When you're not on the bike, you don't lean on the bike, don't lean on a wall, don't lean. Stand up like a man. Be careful coming back. Camp out on the New Hann land until someone comes for you.
'Jemmy, coming back, you're Thonny. You always lean on the bike, or a wall. Don't be seen standing straight up. Curdis, you wear those dancers going out, but you put those high-heel shyster-stomper boots in your bike bag. You're taller than Thonny going out, you'd better be taller than Jemmy coming back.'
Curdis nodded in the semidark.
'Now, how did it happen, the killing? Hush, Jemmy. Brenda?'
Junior wanted Brenda's version, then Thonny's, and never bothered with Jemmy's. Then she told them all, 'Take your time going and coming. Stop and talk to everyone. Thonny, Brenda, if a merchant asks you about the
