30/37 The wind was wailing off over the Barren again, leaving an instant of stillness about him. And he shouted: "Nada--Nada--Nada!" An answer came so quickly that it startled him, not one voice, but two--three--and one of them the shrill agonized cry of a woman. They came toward him as he continued to shout, until a few feet away he could make out a gray blur moving through the gloom. He went to it, staggering under the weight of the man he had found in the snow. The blur was made up of two men dragging a sledge, and behind the sledge was a third figure, moaning in the darkness. |