by“This one is going to sound like a dream,” said Bart Maverel, “and maybe it was. I’d have a hard time proving it wasn’t. There had been just enough left in me to build my campfire and eat my beans, I was pretty tuckered out when I wrapped up in my bedroll that night and went to sleep beneath the trees and stars…”
On the other hand, we talk a lot about ‘dumb creation’ and how man is the only critter that thinks, or at least talks about what he thinks—sorry, ladies, maybe I should say, ‘the human species’—but, anyway, can we really be all that sure about it? Downright positive that other critters don’t think, too? Maybe even talk things over? Only careful, as a general rule, to do it when we aren’t around to overhear ’em.
Well, that day I’d been aiming to make Junction Flats, where I cou
