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CHAPTER XIV

A: ab: dmwaed. helddown on a Connie felt someone brush

by .

£119 lifted her head quickly. No one was there. It was a. nreun, perhaps — wmethlxlg out of a nightmare. Jerry Marsh, Pat Patterson and a little boy named Skippy bad become shadowy fisures weaving b he: mind and her heart, oonfua g her. aha slumped down again, head on her arms, and slept uneasily for a little longer.

when she awoke. me hands of were st

people were napping near by, MM- ed at the scarred desks — curled up on benches. Outside, there was the same eternal dusting of snow. Connie stood u and looked for Pat.

Ho wasn't th the others in the mom but Skippy sat, safe and comfortable in the ll-D 0f ‘he nuddle-aged woman.

When he saw Connie. he l‘!!! W- wagd her. She nicked him 11p- "How’s my boy?" H

“W; go pretty soon — 3'95? '

"Q11. Sddppy dear — yes! BM. it! fun here. don't you think? Blank» board and everything.’

She went over and picked up a piece of chalk. "I'll draw You a nic- ture of the uhool," she said. "Just the way it looked this momma!’ As 91¢ lifted her hand, soluethinﬂ caught her attention. Words had been written across the board — hastily erased. In this light, close to it, Connie could read the faint tracings of letters. “School is clos- ed”

Th chalk fell, snapping in piece; So that was the delay- rndvs what had llsppcned- And JanetGreBE. 01¢ you“: M11001 WM?“ or, hadn't wanted anyone to know- Qonnje warmed towards her. YES. funny, she was seeing B11 U195‘? people throullh dlffemnt We!’ Bu‘ the One she wanted most to see was Pat Patterson. Just the slim of his red hair would be reassuring lf he were here nothing very bid ~ould happen.

"Where's Pat?" lie asked." _

"Out wit-h the other men. Jane. answered without lookin! “P- “Theylre making fresh paths — watching for the snOWDIOUShS-

The middle-Med “mean 51”“ cheerfully. "This wait is almost over. Mark my words. the 51m W1,“ be out be??? noon. See. the 5W5 much brig r now.”

"1 nope you're right." 9°11!”

Sﬂsdhe wasn't thinking of herself or even of the other travelers. Grown- up5_ “bye w take care of them- selves. 1t was sloppy who was 1m,- portant. “Maybe Y0“ and 1 5m‘ count for much." PB! 11541 55m- But 11¢ does. We'll have to see hing through - get him home safely’-

Nervously, Connie P1" 0" he’ may and went outside. ‘Illa-re wasn't. a. sign of Pat, so she follow- ed the new path to the bus, snow blowing all PJOUDd her. She was astonished. too that what had seemed such adorn; was 1w 1118M was so close aY-

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several of the men. ‘ltzey were armed with the few things which had. been at hand — the water bucket, the broom and m; two shovels andhad already made a clearing around the listing bus.

Then she saw something also - deep mow track: branching o fwmf-lw path. black ma plain. lending toward tho tlmberline.

"You're about to . $010k lady.“ the drummer said, chew he hard on his cigar.

‘fiﬂlly -— You mean it?"

‘Y , n funny thing; w; m u- Dec . o! 0MB", at. someone would com; through with c, plougu will. Then Egan got uneasy when noihlnz hlppencd and said maybe had better do a little snow trek- klnsmd sgeumcoutgdjzlrt hall

_ gray-haired one, Jim Bardley. I'm the one to l0,’ be volunteer! Think I've got my b‘! country to

Jim Bardley _ th l h rode like a thief in tbopﬁgheﬁ w o "Did Pat Patterson go with nlmf" The drummer nodded. “Sure

Connie felt her heart sink like a. sash weight. Pat hiking through these snowblllowing h ls wltn n convict; being led who knew where? It WM my w see why Bnrdley wulfod to get away. He'd never . And perhlps Pat wwuldlrét either. B119 begun m

The drummer looked up. winking. "Kind of fell for that redhead, didn't you? Well, we all did. And dont be alarmed, ulster. Bardley swore he knew when they were spins — that 1t wasn't m. They Ollkht to be back before noon, brlnllrlg help."

Connie had a desperate wish to follow those tracks, to go with item =8 far as they led until she reached Pat- But she remembered Skimpy. That was her first 30b. ‘she stumbled back to the school, tears and snow blinding her eyes.

Whirl she reamed the desk where shed been sitting, she saw what must have been them all 110118- A Mt: —- her name printed across it.

5hr Picked it up. "Desr coma» Just in case I'm delayed, 1 mm you to have Sklppy's complete identification and the addmg in Connecticut where he's bound." 1t WES 8181166 “P2P and beneath was a neatly lettered and brief blo- ggily of one Master Skippy

Master SRiDDY. himself. quite un- aware of vlhat was happening, trailed around the room in Connie's house coat, munching the lone apple which had turned up, after al He was fine-weathering the was the young troupe:- he Back and forth Connie walked to the windows, straining for a slgm, of Pat returning. The clock TBPClICd twelve. No sign of him but flzere was something else. It was a, brightening in the sky, a, faint promise of lifted cloudy and gun breaking through.

Connie was the first to see tne fimlre -- dim. slow-moving - re. turning over the snow tracks, sue mu out bucheaded, and nothing ‘Wu-Id IMP her. “Easy there." the drummer said. "Don't want casual- ties out of this." But he was good- "lured and tossed along wllh her. "Just like I say." he was chortllng, "all in the same bus today. All be BETH-liters again tomorrow.“

He picked her up when she ltwnbled. and when w» looked 8min. she saw that the man head- ed towards them wasn't Pat. but Jim Burdley.

It was plain he didn't want to 56g her -— but she didn't care. Let him steal her money, let him keep it. If only he hadn't let anything happen to Pat! Afterwards she would think of herself as a. little crazy in this minute. Yes. someone not quite sane and certainly not anything like Connie Dawson.

"What's hllipened to Pat Patter- son?" site cried.

Nothing’; happened to film," Jim Bardley answered. “He's just not coming back right away. Had something to do."

but nothing was moro important than that Pat Patterson should come back safe to her and Skippy.

"You're lyinll"

For answer, the paroles pointed in the direction of the trail which he'd Just traveled. In the noon light coming through the dis- appearing storm clouds. Connie could see a distant road, barely visible over the far hilltop. Cars crawled along it like ants.

"That's the highway," the paro- lee said, as if he hadn't heard her accusation. "There a road crelv working up there. After we direct. ed them where tocome to rescue us. Pat caught a rlde. He’; on his way to the nearest town to put through a. long disunce call."

The drummer took a good pull on hi5 0188-1‘. "Sure." he roarezl “He's a newspaper man and a goon one. Yes, gone to town with our life histories in his notebook. He'll bele- phone a story tn the press that will make us all famous."

Slowly. the beautiful lost white world began to dissolve before Constance Dawson-newspaper girl.

At last, everything clicked with

s news per-a. °"1“"‘.Z.?“.‘J’€f.' l dawn» elephant cal. "1 m.» ‘£5 said quietly. "A smart boy."

01' course this was a marvelous B!

story! Pat himself had said so this morning when he'd heard the radio 1n the stalled bus. blarlnl inlo the wintry silence, "Hero I wt. going all the way to Newfoundland and I find you the best story of my life right at hmd."

Why hadn't she been alert to it that same instant? Because little Skippy had come up and said, "1': hungry}.

‘may were still standing in the snow - she, Jim Bdrdley and the drummer with the mater card line.

The drummer glanced u? shrewdly. “You don't hold t against Pat, do you!" "I hand it to h ," Connie llld, “on a silver platie '

n.

N0. she couldn't blunc him. An opportunist, Pat Patterson. A news- paper man who saw a good bred and fool: it. What hurt was that when the chlowd m. came, he didn't think of her or little Skippy or the three traveling mat, fogvhcr. No,hc thought of a. newspaper hesdlim — his by-llno, the l: brlsht red feather which this would be in his cup.

Run and the men who'd been dlggln; out the bus, lolnod them The gray mack on the driver‘: face lifted into a u Bardley told him - "Yea, mowploughc wll. be dawn here any 1.1mm. We ave than direction.‘

Aatbomentnlbod. turn- edundn nlouotothonhool. Bhewu d2! om:

pl! fr newspaper ‘family and 11m been aroma headlong in» l human ul- oat thriller. The ltﬂfy of the i K i l I

w. Williams. editor of The Sen- tinel, would express it.

Drama. pathos, humor. The lost world and the little white school- house. The darkened bus and the hike tluough the snow. Yes, all the details, the little incidents which made a news report thrilling.

t had idol-ticked her? Wmt had made. her ovci-‘ook the very chance that would have shown the New York Press Bureau what a. beautiful job of reporting she could do?

She began to laugh. ‘The Christ- mas spirit. Yea, the (rhrlstlnns spirit. mui certainly possessed her

,a.nd made her think that nothing

was important except getting safely home. She'd let Pat kiss her in the lost world early this m0m-ln8—let him tell her that she was everything he wlmtod in g all.‘ But all the time he'd been

king of something 915e, ‘m, story.

"What's the matter?" The drum- mer suddenly appeared. Vintlng, ﬁténlgside her. “Heard you laugh.

"Snow crazy," Connie said.

"You'll get over it." he nodded.

"I'm over it already. But I 11nd a bad spell."

Inside. the little boy who'd caus- ed a. lot of the trouble, was waif.- ing—in person. He nn up to Connie, throwing his mm around h“. “Where's you been?" he de- manded. “Oh, places." she said, and looked at him as l! she were seeing him for the first time. H4 was just another youngster with everyday yellow hair and blue eyes. She'll helped him out for a while when hQd been in despair about his mother. He'd flu-e all right with- ouéhhler from now on.

en she icked u her ker- book. Still elIlJlDl/y! p Doc

Put Patterson's fault. too. If she hadn't listened to him, she would never have been in this mess in the first plane. She snapped the purse shut. A plan began to take shape in her mind.

Yesterday she'd started out to reach Jerry Marsh before Christ- mas- She'd been a day delayed - she'd fallen, yes. l. little, for the Chris

without money. But maybe she could still get there!

The Tanbark City flash had caught a ride to town to telephone his story. Suppose she could get a phone and dictate hers‘! She'd match her story against Pat's- she'd gamble that the chief of the Pres Bureau would change his idea about what a girl could do.

Time was what counted. Without a ride to toum, without a head start, she could still come through with luck-and a telephone line.

"See, sun shines!" Skippy ms notifying one and all. “Santa (gluing comes down the road in him s e '2 ."

“It's the snowplough!" someone called. "Going to be dug out at last — alive!"

Connie saw the plough, plunging ahead, cutting a road the snow

like a knife slicing through the‘

white icing on a cake. And it was coming in the opposite direction from ‘vhere Pat Patterson had started! She only needed one thing more and she could start, mo.

Ran came in and walked to the from/r. of the room, smiles lighting his face. "Guess we're all set," he announced. "'I'here’ll sill] be s de~ lay of an hour or s0 before we can get transportation to take up to

main highway where another bus will pick us up."

“An hour or so-"lmd Connie was counting the time in minutes.

Egan went on, "Yes we've a lot to be thankful for. "We're alive — we're well -—and we'll all be ac- counted for in a. minute."

He took out the nowbook in which he'd written the names and addresses of his passengers the night before.

"Why, it's —" and the drummer who'd spoken up again was frankly wiping tears from his eyes “—It‘s like roll call. We'll take our seats and anwsor."

Connie wrote furiously as the names were read. There was only one missing -ond she knew his name: "Scoop Patterson of Tan- bnrk City."

"All here —— thank God." Egan

said. “And I'll ask that no one leave until we can all together." Connie edged close the door.

91c was leaving -- at the first chance. Walt for another bus!

She turned at the door. The pas- sengers were crowding around Egan, talking to him. sinking hands. The one-room school which had known these somber last hours of waiting had become a place oi Jubilee.

Simple folks, weren't they — these people who traveled W1 a bus? Connie found she knew more

names. Bloc rea y well. 0h. yes lhe had evcryt for the perfect story.

As shg crossed the threshold, she came face to lace with Jim Bard- ley. lilo was looking at. he: with the same immutable eyes. No time now to accuse him. The only thing im- portant was to get out the door and be on her way.

Outside, the sun shone and the leaden sky had changed b0 a wintry blue. ‘The sea of snow which had been so frightening last night and earlier this morning, was no lo ominous. Not a lost world at. all - lflalllld, just a sparkling country-

e

She couldn't make herself mn- s cuous at first, co she talked to te road men who followed the

"m, h to one khaki-clad worlunm. “Yeah —c. honey. If the mow only lasts until Christmas." "Irafflc slow on the Iaighwcyf" “Moving by inches." Connie smiled. "Telephones wwk-

7.. m5! heu- theyve been putting. 5..

through u. few cal .

"Maybe you can direct mo to the nearest place I can put one through myself."

"Bill-e." he said and began point- ing with his shovel.

Bother caution. Bother every-

tance Dawson knew

thing! k when she'd go now. To Newfound-

land - in the opposite direction from the Christmas Spirit, Inc. She started to race down the road.

(To Bn Continued)

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