“This is a regular hurricane!” Vevi gasped. “Maybe everything is going to blow away!”
Hanny however, was not frightened. She glanced at the sky, studying the boiling clouds for a minute.
“It is only a hard wind,” she said. “But it can do much damage at our nursery. Oh, why did I forget the windmill?”
Reaching the outskirts of the city, the two girls struck out along the main highway. Soon they saw a car overtaking them.
“Here comes someone,” Vevi said, looking over her shoulder. “Maybe we can catch a ride to the farm.”
The children moved off the roadway and waited. When the car was fairly close they could see a woman at the wheel. There were no passengers.
“It looks like Mrs. Gabriel’s car,” said Hanny. “My uncle would not want me to ride with her.”
“Even to save the tulips?”
“I guess that would be different,” Hanny agreed.
Both girls waved their arms, trying to attract Mrs. Gabriel’s attention. They knew she saw them, for she slowed down.