"We'd better get moving, too," he said.
She didn't object. They started moving in the direction opposite to that which Jake and the others had taken. They walked carefully, slowly, and he was busy thinking up clever solutions to their dilemma. He thought that he might toss his rifle onto the wire that carried the destructive charge of electricity and that might short it out and then they could flee, if they could get to the top of the wall. That didn't seem too sensible when he thought it all over. He would have no way of knowing if he had shorted the wires out or if they still carried current and he would have lost his most valuable weapon, the rifle.
They walked for a long time, then they found another tree and they settled down beneath its sheltering boughs and for a time, they rested
