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Franois sat down and scratched his head. Perrault looked at his watch and swore. Time was flying, and they should have been on the trail an hour gone. Franois scratched his head again. He shook it and grinned sheepishly at the courier, who shrugged his shoulders in sign that they were beaten. Then Franois went up to where Sol leks stood and called to Buck. Buck laughed, as dogs laugh, yet kept his distance.