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off
our
lamp
and
followed
the
line
of
her
finger
.
It
was
difficult
to
be
sure
.
If
it
were
not
a
trick
of
our
eyes
,
it
was
something
as
dim
as
a
distant
glowworm
.
And
even
as
we
were
looking
at
it
the
rain
came
down
on
us
again
in
sheets
.
By
the
time
I
had
my
glasses
in
my
hand
there
was
no
view
at
all
.
I
hesitated
to
move
.
It
might
be
that
the
light
,
if
it
had
been
a
light
,
would
not
be
visible
from
lower
ground
.
Once
more
I
trained
our
light
forward
and
settled
down
to
wait
with
as
much
patience
as
I
could
manage
.
Almost
another
hour
passed
before
the
rain
cleared
again
.
The
moment
it
did
,
I
switched
off
our
lamp
.
"
It
is
!
"
Susan
cried
excitedly
.
"
Look
!
Look
!
"
It
was
.
And
bright
enough
now
to
banish
any
doubts
,
though
the
glasses
showed
me
no
details
.
I
switched
on
again
,
and
gave
the
V
sign
in
Morse
—
it
is
the
only
Morse
I
know
except
5
0
S
,
so
it
had
to
do
.
While
we
watched
the
other
light
it
blinked
and
then
began
a
series
of
slow
,
deliberate
longs
and
shorts
which
unfortunately
meant
nothing
to
me
.
I
gave
a
couple
more
Vs
for
good
measure
,
drew
the
approximate
line
of
the
far
light
on
our
map
,
and
switched
on
the
driving
lights
.
"
Is
that
the
lady
?
"
asked
Susan
.
"
It
’
s
got
to
be
,
"
I
said
.
"
It
’
s
got
to
be
.
"
That
was
a
poorish
trip
.
To
cross
the
low
marshland
it
was
necessary
to
take
a
road
a
little
to
the
west
of
us
and
then
work
back
to
the
east
along
the
foot
of
the
hills
.
Before
we
had
gone
more
than
a
mile
something
cut
off
the
sight
of
the
light
from
us
altogether
,
and
to
add
to
the
difficulty
of
finding
our
way
in
the
dark
lanes
,
the
rain
began
again
in
earnest
.
With
no
one
to
care
for
the
drainage
sluices
,
some
fields
were
already
flooded
,
and
the
water
was
over
the
road
in
places
.
I
had
to
drive
with
a
tedious
care
when
all
my
urge
was
to
put
my
foot
flat
down
.
Once
we
reached
the
farther
side
of
the
valley
we
were
free
of
floodwater
,
but
we
made
little
better
speed
,
for
the
lanes
were
full
of
primitive
wanderings
and
improbable
turns
.
I
had
to
give
the
wheel
all
my
attention
while
the
child
peered
up
at
the
hills
beside
us
,
watching
for
the
reappearance
of
the
light
.
We
reached
the
point
where
the
line
on
my
map
intersected
with
what
appeared
to
be
our
present
road
without
seeing
a
sign
of
it
.
I
tried
the
next
uphill
turning
.
