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They drove hard the next day, ranger style, running for an hour, then stopping for a few minutes’ rest, taking turns with the heavier loads. Munro cleverly rigged a pack for Molly out of belts and pouches, and the big Newfoundland carried twenty pounds at Will’s side without ever breaking stride.
Duncan found himself drifting to the back of the line, and more than once, Brandt, running on a flanking path as rangers were taught to do in enemy territory, had to throw a pebble at him to force his attention back to the trail. He found himself revisiting his time with the old tribesmen the night before, which had strangely disturbed him. There is no freedom like this freedom, Conawago had said. Duncan had not understood, protesting that he could not escape the bounty hunters and magistrate
