〃Don't shout；〃 he said。 〃My head aches； Wendy。 I'm as worried about this as
you are； so please 。。。 don't 。。。 shout。〃
〃All right；〃 she said； lowering her voice。 〃I won't shout。 But I don't
understand you； Jack。 Someone is in here with us。 And not a very nice someone；
either。 We have to get down to Sidewinder； not just Danny but all of us。
Quickly。 And you 。。。 you're sitting there reading your play！〃
〃 'We have to get down； we have to get down；' you keep saying that。 You must
think I really am Superman。〃
〃I think you're my husband；〃 she said softly； and looked down at her hands。
His temper flared。 He slammed the playscript down； knocking the edges of the
pile out of true again and crumpling the sheets on the bottom。
〃It's time you got some of the home truths into you； Wendy。 You don't seem to
have internalized them； as the sociologists say。 They're knocking around up in
your head like a bunch of loose cueballs。 You need to shoot them into the
pockets。 You need to understand that we are snowed in。〃
Danny had suddenly bee active in his bed。 Still sleeping； he had begun to
twist and turn。 The way he always did when we fought； Wendy thought dismally。
And we're doing it again。
〃Don't wake him up； Jack。 Please。〃
He glanced over at Danny and some of the flush went out of his cheeks。 〃Okay。
I'm sorry。 I'm sorry I sounded mad； Wendy。 It's not really for you。 But I broke
the radio。 If it's anybody's fault it's mine。 That was our big link to the
outside。 Olly…olly…in…for…free。 Please e get us； Mister Ranger。 We can't stay
out this late。〃
〃Don't；〃 she said； and put a hand on his shoulder。 He leaned his head against