she 'd been all instinct and reaction , her only goal being escape . `` well , i 'm getting in where it 's warm . they dont look as though they have ever seen anything like us , before , either ! after his death i walked them often enough alone . keeping his voice low , he said , my cars out front . `` you have ten seconds , '' he tells me , `` before i take you again . a yellow-and-white snack bar and picnic tables sat fifty yards behind the last parked car . 