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Show •270- but she and the i n s t r u c t o r ' s wife had disappeared. He walked back to the bar, which was for the moment unattended by any except the bartender, and even he had moved away from the bar and was peering out a kitchen window. " I ' l l be damned!" he said as he turned back to the Professor, "I believe i t ' s snowing?" "No#" the Professor exclaimed, himself moving toward the window. Outside, In the lights from the pool, tiny snowflakes could be seen swirling about in the a i r . It was only the second time in the ten years the Professor had lived on the h i l l that snow had fallen, and when i t had four years ago none had stayed on the ground. He supposed none would this time. S t i l l , l i t was an event? He returned to the dining room? No one had noticed? He walked over to the large windows. " I t ' s snowing outside?" he announced? There was an immediate rush toward the window? Then exclamations, some of pleasure, some of dismay. The dismay would have been understandable almost anywhere else in the country. In no place the Professor had lived before coming to California could anyone have b u i l t a home (except a summer in a place similar to home)/where his own house was located. Up here a t his neighbor's i t would have been even more unthinkable? The narrow road could not have been made passable. "What if we c a n ' t get down?" one of the women asked. |