She was wearing the same white kurta-pajama. She had put on a bright red lipstick which enhanced her beauty. “Thank you, Sarpanchji (the leader of t...he village)”, she said in a shaky voice.Her hands were shivering. She tried to hold the mike but then didn’t do it. She was nervous and there were fear and doubt on her face.“I am returning home tomorrow, so as a thank you, I want to give you all this, parting gift.” She stammered. Stepping away from the mike she went close to the edge of the stage. " Would it help if I said I was his fiancée?" she asked.One of Dr. Tagawa's eyebrows lifted in surprise as a broad smile emerged. "Something tells me Mr. Steiger will be both shocked and overjoyed to hear the news when he wakes up."Rachel started to laugh but quickly covered her mouth when young Hailey, who was still laying on her, began to stir. "I suppose he would," she admitted with a grin, but then grew more serious."Actually, Terrance is a dear friend who saved my life and this is his. Hedwig, the Smith's wife, always made sure to welcome him, and oftentimes she would offer him to join the family for the noon meal."Greetings, Hedwig! I have the two dozen bushel Rudlo wanted. You want I fill them into your bunker?"Hedwig smiled gratefully. The young collier always did that so nobody else would end up covered in coal dust. In that he was far more considerate than his stepfather had been."Yes, please. Will you join us for the meal afterwards? We're having pea soup." Love to!". She tapped the walls, trying to get some hint as to which might be an outside wall, but to no avail. ‘Even if I had the tools,’ she thought bitterly, ‘I’ve no way of knowing which wall to tunnel through.’ She looked closely at the grille covering the air-conditioning duct. ‘No use – even if I could get the grille off, I’d never squeeze through there,’ she mused. Similarly, in the bathroom, the ventilation ducts were far too narrow to contemplate their use as a means of escape. It would have to.