"I say let him go," said Dr. Lurie. "He might find out something of
value."
"Get himself killed, more likely." Harvey went to the doorway. "Red!"
he shouted. He got no answer. The road was empty as far as he could see
in the clotted darkness.
He raced around to the rear of the house and stood still. Faintly he
heard the crunch and crackle of steps in the grain field. Red was
hitting across country. Harvey raced into the field. "Red!" he shouted.
Harvey found him by the sounds. Brace was coldly angry. "Either you
pipe down and come along, or you go on back. Nobody's stopping me. If
you try any monkey business, I'll kill you, and I'm not kidding."