The secretary shook his head dolefully.
"There aren't many houses out there."
"But they could walk."
"Not ten miles in this snow. Not in time, anyway."
Miss Ellingwood spent the next hour looking out of the window. The cars from the park connected with the Normal School cars at the square. At the end of the hour, when darkness had fallen and no boys had appeared, Miss Ellingwood slipped into the dress which Sarah had laid out for her, and ran down to the office. It was still snowing heavily.
"They're not here?"
"No."
Miss Ellingwood went toward the telephone-booth. There was one way out of the difficulty.
"I am going to telephone to the car-barn and ask them to send out a car. It doesn't make any difference what it costs."
The secretary threw out a crumb of comfort.