Noel stared at Inez as if he could not believe her words. Then he kicked and banged at the door with all his might. But the door would not move an inch.
"Now we've got our adventure, and I hate it," said Inez. "Nobody knows we're here, and nobody will find us; it's away from the road, and we may stay here for days and days, and months after they'll find our skillingtons."
Noel began to cry, then he suddenly wiped his eyes.
"We're forgetting God!" he said. "God always takes care of me. Doesn't He take care of you?"
"I don't belong to Him," said Inez slowly. "You can pray to Him if you want to."
"But you must pray, too," said Noel.
"I don't know how to."
Noel knelt down in a corner and put his two hands together: "Please, God, send somebody to open the door. Send an angel if there's nobody else. We must get out. Please be very quick. For Jesus' sake. Amen."
Then he got up and waited. Inez climbed upon the box and tried to reach the window, but it was too high above her.
She banged at the door and screamed at the top of her voice.