“That was kind of you.” Norma felt that she surely was making warm friends. “Probably I shall need them,” she told herself.
Bess went outside to take up her spotter’s post. When tea was served, they passed her a big, steaming cup.
After eating delicious homemade cakes and thin nut-bread sandwiches with her tea, Norma felt ready once more for journey and battle.
“I’ll be going now,” she stood up, “and thank you a lot.”
“Don’t go yet,” Beth begged. “We’ll have a little chat with Patsy and perhaps with Grandfather, though he’s often prowling about the island at this hour, looking for subs,” she laughed.
After dragging both a television camera and receiving set from cabinets. Beth watched the clock for a short time, then set things humming.
Half a minute later a pair of tiny hands appeared in the square of light and began to talk.
“Patsy is here,” Norma whispered.
Beth nodded, “Here and ten miles away. Isn’t it strange?” She watched those hands and at the same time wrote down letters one by one. “She says Grandfather has been gone for an hour and she’s a little bit afraid.”
“I shouldn’t wonder,” said Norma with a shake of the head.