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But nearer...
Murdock blinked.

Nearer, in the dim light of morning and in the shadows, stood the
greatest junkheap Murdock had ever seen in his life.
Pieces of cars, of every make and model, were heaped into a small
mountain before him. There were batteries and tires and cables and
shock absorbers; there were fenders and bumpers and headlamps and
headlamp housings; there were doors and windshields and cylinders and
pistons, carburetors, generators, voltage regulators, and oil pimps.
Murdock stared.
"Jenny," he whispered, "we've found the graveyard of the autos!"
A very old car, which Murdock had not even distinguished from the
junk during that first glance, jerked several feet in their direction
and stopped as suddenly. The sound of rivet heads scoring ancient
brake drums screeched in his ears. Its tires were completely bald,
and the left front one was badly in need of air. Its right front
headlamp was broken and there was a crack in its windshield. It stood
there before the heap, its awakened engine making a terrible rattling
noise.
"What's happening?" asked Murdock. "What is it?"
"He is talking to me," said Jenny. "He is very old. His
speedometer has been all the way around so many times that he forgets
the number of miles he has seen. He hates people, whom he says have
abused him whenever they could. He is the guardian of the graveyard.
He is too old to go raiding any more, so he has stood guard over the
spare parts heap for many years. He is not the sort who can repair
himself, as the younger ones do, so he must rely on their charity and
their auto-repair units. He wants to know what I want here."
"Ask him where the others are."
But as he said it, Murdock heard the sound of many engines turning
over, until the valley was filled with the thunder of their
horsepower.
"They are parked on the other side of the heap," she said. "They
are coming now."
"Hold back until I tell you to fire," said Murdock, ad the first
oneЧa sleek yellow ChryslerЧnosed around the heap.
Murdock lowered his head to the steering wheel, but kept his eyes
open behind his goggles.
"Tell him that you came here to join the pack and that you've
monoed your driver. Try to get the black Caddy to come into range."
"He will not do it," she said. "I am talking with him now. He
can broadcast just as easily from the other side of the pile, and he
says he is sending the six biggest members of the pack to guard me
while he decides what to do. He has ordered me to leave the tunnel
and pull ahead into the valley."
"Go ahead, thenЧslowly."
They crept forward.

Two Lincolns, a powerful-looking Pontiac, and two Mercs joined the