NIGHT TRAVEL $7

centre of the river there was a dark, dull streak,
spreading out into wavy grey lines on either side
and from grey to solid white. There were shining
walls of ice round black patches of open water, and
dark rocks that jutted out through the snow and ice
of the shore. The little settlement was dead and
silent; walls and roofs stood out in angular sym-
metry against the moon-flooded slopes. Not a dog
barked. Not a breath of wind stirred. It was two
o'clock in the morning.