Mike Dixon

Javanese puppet theatre in which the actors are seen in sil-
houette.
The little girl was there. She was clasping something and
one of the men was trying to take it from her. He guessed it
was a doll but why the man should be so insistent was a
mystery. The only sure thing was that the child was greatly
distressed.
In a neighboring room, the man in the flying jacket was
sitting at a table. The third man had changed out of his busi-
ness suit and was now wearing a ridiculous looking uniform.
As David watched, he walked out onto the veranda brandish-
ing a gun. David returned the binoculars to their case and
ran through the blinding rain towards the underneath of the
house.
he stench was unbelievable. A mixture of rotten eggs
T and overripe feces. Janet had never experienced anything
like it but Noelene was unperturbed. She said the rot-
ten egg part came from an ore deposit and the feces came
from crocodiles. They were hiding in the mangrove swamp.
The tide was out and they were crawling up a creek bed towards
the control shed. Janet had stopped displaying her