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‘I don't know." And here he laughed. "I've been cooling off on the wvylhole idea."

" Y have You cha-nlcd?" She If-l-mmemd 0W1‘ the words.

He made no answer, but of a lllddeﬂ Everything was clear to Janet. Gregg. George had liked her, first slzht. Just as see had liked him. Then he'd seen her with Skippy and had realized that in a few days he'd be going off to a training camp for a year. perhaps longer. A rookie with $21 a month. It had brought mm to m5 senses, made him wary of entangle- ments.

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Outside. she heard voices calling in greeting. George stood up."Guess the blockade: over." he said. “We'll be on our way’ ln no time now."

No time! And she'd been so 1.16s.

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You'll aha an ootssiohoiggfgiertlgf, CHAPTER x f dresser 5 ‘I'm-c _ _- _ -- — ' Pat Patterson came in, stomping

off snow, grinning his cheerful grin. ’I'he parolee was with him. Connie stared. Funny. she hadn't seen lllm get off. Her heart took a div. and then bounded upward.

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She put a protecting arm around Skinny. shielding him from the 810W 0f the flashlights. No matter ultat happened, better for the Skip- per to sleep it through, Time en. ough for him to wake up, demand- ing his mother,

Pat was talking. “Not a house or a farm lll sight. as far as I could g0. he said "Looks as if we'll have to wait to put through a telephone call until daylight gives us our bearing."

llnconscious or the gesture, con. nicks arm hugged Skippy closer. 'II is would mean another delay- hours yet, before she could be on her way.

She heard Pat continuing in the

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Connie remembered the radio an- nouncers words: "Snowdrlfts- motorists marconed-danger!"

So it had come to this. Well, once she was off

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demanded some of the passengers who were clamoring around Pat am the driver. “Snow's almost up to the waistr-drlfts piling."

Egan. the driver, stood up ex- P . Ewing directions. Every now and then the searchlighta 681181“ the beam o! a tiny medal ._ _____.. above his steering wheel. st. Christ. v ' ‘ opher-safe journey.

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SUIOCIl. 'I'here'll be lights, a stove, water."

As the driver talked, Pat Patter- son came down the aisle. The 1n he'd had for the others change’? to a smile especially for Connie Dawson.

"Arm yourself against it," sonic- tliing warned her.

This was the man who stood in her way. who was keeping her from Jerry Marsh in Newfoundland. 'I'hls was ilre philosopher from Tanbark City who'd moved into her life. up- setting it.

Pat looked first at Skippy and then turned to Connie "Good work." he said. "It'll be perfect if we can keep him asleep until morning. No time for him to wales up now, in a strange place, without his mother."

The "we" grated. skinny was J. J. Patterson's responsibility. Not hers at all. She'd merely lﬂhOXl laci- place in the seat beside him vJien Pat had paid for her ticket to New York.

Pat went on. "'I‘his is quite an experience-marooned ih tfe Alle-

ghenies. Good training for the ewfoundland job, wouldn't you say?"

IrYes-Yd sar the same thing iny- Se _..

His presumption stung. but may- be there was something in the idea. If it would be good training for him, it would for her. She wasn't going to give up easily. Only yes- terdav morning she had stood be- fore Mr. Williams in the office of The Sentinel and told him she wouldn't take a licking sitting down.

She wrapped the blanket and iPen her own housecoat around. Skippy and handed him gently to Pat. Skippy didn't stir.

"Guess we're all set," Pat said. “You game for it?"

"Oh, yes-game and all set for that wonderful Arctic career."

He laughed. Nm. suspicious at all. She mustn't let him be.

One by one the passengers began to alight. Egan checked them as they left their seats. "All here." he said and flten. ieverently, under his breath. "thank God."

Connie fell into step with the others, head bent. eyes half-blind- ed. Once. she looked back. The bus she would never get on again. was there-snow-ccvered, listing slight- ly. The emergency tall lights twink- led red. like eves in a clowns facc.

The wind had died down. The snow was still falling. It fell silent- 1y. and every other sound was mag- nified in the slillrrss.

Afterwards Connie would think back on this trio through the snow trail to the school. Not lonx distance. but eternal when c-wilnted one step at a time.

“We're all in the same boat-or rather, off the same bus. We'll llPV. to see it through." That. was ‘w: drummer. relishing the adventure.

Janet Gregg. the school teacher, fell into step beside Connie

“Strange isn't it." she said "but a. thine like this might change our whole lives."

"I don't want my life changed." Connie said quickly. But she knew nothing would be quite the same after tonight.

The path led to a sheltered spat a dip in the road. Fleathery trees locked and interlocked overhead-- flashlights “n. h m

on e a p pan ma: e caution of rig throng/h the snow. Yea, it was beautiful-beauti- ful and remote. She thought c: Jeri-y Marsh-thinking of tier Some day she'd tell the story oi the anowbound bus.

And then Pat was beside her. "We're almost there," he Whispered. "You can eee the flag pole in a minute." d"Is Skippy still asleep?" she ask-

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"Yea-a good trouper. You. too, Connie."

She didn't feel like a good twu - er. Her muscles ached from pious - lng through the snow. She felt re- sentful that she was here at all. “You take a lot for granted." she

aid. I "No. it's the we I dope thinks out. first eight. I cw the minute

spunk: dy with kids."

All the things the wasn't.

He took her arm, ateadylng her. ‘His voice was low. "We're pmctl- callv there. We don't know how ‘ll be marooned or what's ahead of us."

One thing was ahead of Connie Dawson. To get away-to be free of these prople around her.

Pat went on, "Strange. but all through thfs. from the time the bus left Pittsburah. maybe before, one idea's been in mv head. You end Skippy and I were strangers two days ago. After tomorrow. or next day. we'll probably never see one another again. But in some wav, for some purpose, we've been

thrown together."

The very th'l'q she didn't want. "'0 tried to laugh. but the anon fll'"" her vv-s and mouth wound up.

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the first. Christmas story."

“What about it?" Be brief with him. that, was the solution.

"In that story,” he said. "three people followed a star to the east. They didn't stop until they'd reach- ed their destination."

Slie looked at him. In the twinkle of flashlights she could sze the tall figure; ilte crest of red hair with the snow on it, the bundle which way Skippy in his arms.

"We can't stop, either, Connie. Maybe you and I don't count for much, but Skippy does. We'll have to see him through, get him home safely. For a. little while we'll have to stick together-the three of us. traveling east."

His words moved her strangely. This trip which had started out for them both in a different way. had been detoured. They didn't count- their plans weren't important. But Skippy was. "Three of us. lrﬂvelillil east," he had said.

Up ahead, the people in the pro- cession began calling-pointing and laughing in a sudden ease oi’ ten- 5

on. CHAPTER XI

There was the creak and scrape of a door being forced open There was a. minute of darkness; n musty smell which mingled with the siiarp clean snow air.

Soireone whistled —'Eureka!'

The motlierly woman with ihe knitting bag murmured a brief prayer.

The drummer said, "Fall into line, pupils, and forward marcn."

And here it was, - the refuge, the haven in the storm.

All along the path Janet (iregi; had been buoyant She didn't mind the cold; she wasn't afraid.

Georfre Haven. the young man who was due to report to hs craft board today, walked beside her part of the time. He was imperson- a1, even amused. “Doesn't ll. strike you as odd, getting away from school one day and being sigh; in one the next?"

She laughed. "Odd-but sort oi un too."

Oh, he would see what a capable . .

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person she was - how undaunted she could b-e.

it was almost like a miracle to have these extra hours. the Linc she hadn't. hoped for. Yes. every- thing might turn out all right. She was glad she had brought the bright red and blue checked ker- rliief along. Tied overher hair, it made Iter look ycuna. pretty.

she was beside Egan when he opened the door. "I'm a teacher in a country school in Missouri," she told him. “I'll be right at home here - know how to find things and get the stove started without smoking us out."

It was she who located the ll I t switch, handy to the teacher s desk. as she knew it would be. Shed bet

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- and size couldn't hold back a brief smile — that the globe \vn""i m in the right hand corner of the rcom and the flag standard in .1 e other. She clcsed her eyes and turned the switch. Yes, the wres were still in order. With llgh: and a stcve and water. it would b: easy to weather the storm until daylight. In the morning. early the sncwpcughs would come down this road. Tie}! always arrived prompily where I ere was a. school.

And then something caught her attention. Two sentences written across tltc blackboard in that. one- rconi .. liccl. Two sentences. al- most exactly identical with the ones she'd written in her 0W1! classroom. ’_

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Egan saw it. too. i-ie looked a» her and she saw that his face was haggard. gray.’ I‘. "I'd been count- ing on the school road to Dir-ll llll ealy." he said.

Janet picked up the eraser‘ niil with one quick move bu] boiled out the words. "No need for shim"? to know it won't be." the said.

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