it was not that i was to be rewarded . nash 's gut cramped as he studied kelly . we stepped out into a large meadow . about twenty riders came up to the plantation house and called for the owner . he looked at his spell for a moment , then away-but not at me . it had not turned out well . and -- '' the flea signal faded out , and he head only static . i was n't sure who he was striking out at-his father or himself . why would you leave it on the side ? 