Shekeptherselfbusyaboutthehouseallthemorning；ateherlunchinsolitude。Outside，thefiercewind，risinginacrescendoshriek，howledaroundtheeaves。Thedaydarkened，butnorainfell。AtlastCarrollresolvedtotakeherhusband’sadvice。ShestoppedforMinaHeinzman，andthetwowalkedaroundtothestable，wherethemenharnessedoldPrinceintothephaeton。
Theydrove，thewindattheirbacks，acrossthedrawbridge，pasttheship—yards，andoutbeyondthemillstotheMarshRoad。There，oneithersidethecauseway，milesandmilesofcat—tailsandreedsbentandrecoveredunderthesnatchesofthewind。Hereandthereshowedglimpsesofpondsorlittleinlets，thesurfaceofthewaterruffledanddarkblue。Occasionallyoneofthesebayousswunginacrosstheroad。Thenthetwogirlscouldseeplainlythefan—likecat’s—pawsskitteringhereandthereasthoughpanic—strickenbytheswooping，invisiblemonsterthatpursuedthem。
CarrollandMinaHeinzmanhadagoodtime。Theylikedeachotherverymuch，andalwayssawagreatdealtolaughatinthethingsaboutthemandinthesubjectsaboutwhichtheytalked。When，however，theyturnedtowardhome，theywereforcedsilentbythemightypowerofthewindagainstthem。Thetearsranfromtheireyesasthoughtheywerecrying；theyhadtolowertheirheads。
HardlycouldCarrollcommandvisionclearenoughtoseetheroadalongwhichshewasdriving。Thiswasreallyunnecessary，forPrincewasbuffetedtoawalk。Thustheycrawledalonguntiltheyreachedtheturn—bridge，wheretheright—angledchangeindirectiongavethemrelief。Theriverwasfullofchoppywaves，considerableinsize。Astheycrossed，theSPRITEdartedbeneaththem，loweringhersmokestackasshewentunderthebridge。
TheyenteredMainStreet，wherewasagreatbangingandclangingofswingingsignsandafewlooseshutters。Allthesidewalkdisplaysofvegetablesandothergoodshadbeentakenin，andthedoors，customarilywideopen，werenowshutfast。Thisalonelenttothestreetquiteadesertedair，whichwasemphasisedbythefactthatactuallynotarigofanysortstoodatthecurbs。Uptheemptyroadwaywhirledoneaftertheothercloudsofdusthurriedbythewind。