Beware the Young Stranger
“Vallancourt sensed Ralph Hibbs’s growing discouragement. He was not strongly affected by it. By training, tradition, and experience, he and Hibbs were very different. The attempt to anticipate their quarry’s moves, to track down a course of action as if a mistake would not have terrifying consequences—these were factors in a milieu strange to Hibbs. Vallancourt was the hunter.
With Hibbs standing disconsolately beside the door, Vallancourt tapped the bell on the motel desk and waited.
Although their search had so far proved fruitless, Vallancourt was not discouraged. Against big game there were no rewards for impatience or discouragement. You followed the trail and your hunches. He had never felt more vitally alive.
A woman came through the doorway beyond the desk. She had a spare frame, a dry-skinned face. Her mouth was plotted in lines of strain, her eyes snappish.
Vallancourt felt himself tighten.
She looked surprised at Ralph Hibbs’s prosperous portliness and the well-cut excellen...ce that was Vallancourt.MoreLess
With Hibbs standing disconsolately beside the door, Vallancourt tapped the bell on the motel desk and waited.
Although their search had so far proved fruitless, Vallancourt was not discouraged. Against big game there were no rewards for impatience or discouragement. You followed the trail and your hunches. He had never felt more vitally alive.
A woman came through the doorway beyond the desk. She had a spare frame, a dry-skinned face. Her mouth was plotted in lines of strain, her eyes snappish.
Vallancourt felt himself tighten.
She looked surprised at Ralph Hibbs’s prosperous portliness and the well-cut excellen...ce that was Vallancourt.MoreLess
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