Hearts in Atlantis Page #2

What's flatulence?

Yeah, kids always think

farts are funny.

Might have a job for you.

Have to think about it first.

Really?

Yeah. If it works out,

you might get that bike.

How'd you know I wanted a bike?

All kids want bikes.

Hey, Mom. I took another look

at that bike.

It's a Phantom, 26-incher. Real swell.

No, perfect. Perfect is more like it.

Start saving those pennies.

Ted? It's me.

Hi, kid. Come in.

Thanks for making the skyward journey.

An icy root beer awaits you as reward.

The colder, the better.

One feels them first at the back

of one's eyes.

Feels what?

One feels them first

at the back of one's eyes.

Yeah.

Hey, I did like you said.

- What?

- I gave him a couple of hours.

Oh, yeah. Lost Horizon.

What do you think?

Better than the Hardy Boys.

Yeah, sure is.

Tell me, Bobby, how'd you like

to make a dollar a week?

Would I ever?!

Well, my eyes are beginning

to fail me...

...and if you will read me the

Harwich Journal every day...

...headline stuff, sports,

comics, want ads...

...I'll give you said dollar.

What do you say?

What else?

What do you mean?

There's got to be more

to it than that.

Yeah, there is.

So, what's the real job?

Keep your eyes open.

- For what?

- Low men.

That's right, Bobby.

I use the term "low"

in the Dickensian sense...

...meaning dangerous. Men who stop

at nothing to get what they want.

Your real job will simply be...

...to walk around the area...

...and if you see them

or find evidence on them...

...you'll alert me immediately.

Okay. And why are they hot

on your trail?

A certain something I have.

Let's leave it at that.

What do they look like?

Well, they wear dark clothes,

dark hats.

They're kind of anonymous...

...but you can recognize their cars...

...loud and flashy.

When they move, they move in packs...

...like animals closing

in on the kill.

And they cast long shadows.

Oh, what a world.

They're not cops, are they?

Or secret agents?

Are you asking me if I'm a bad guy

or a commie spy?

I've scamped my share of fines...

...and if there were library police...

...I'd be one of their

10 most wanted.

But I never robbed a bank

or stole a military secret.

So who are they?

They're thugs, relentless...

...when they're after something.

- Like this something you have?

- That's right.

And what they want is me,

back under their control.

Look out. When they're closing in...

...they leave strange signs in code...

...in obvious places

like telephone poles...

...posters and notices

for lost pets and lost dogs.

If I knew what they'd do,

they'd never catch me.

- What do I do if I see them?

- Run and tell me what you've seen.

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