"Good-bye, George. Take care of yourself."
He clasped my hand warmly.
"Good-bye, Wallace. Expect help in five days."
Near the top of a knoll I stopped and looked back. With my afflicted
eyes I could barely make out George ascending another knoll. He also
stopped and looked back. I waved my hand to him, and he waved his hand
to me and shouted something unintelligible. Then he disappeared in the
snow, and as he disappeared a silence came on the world, to remain
unbroken for ten days.