Rachel here is an outsider. She wants to find her way home, see? We figured, since Alex came here, you'd know something?
I'VE GOT IT CONNIE! I'M GOING HOME!
Rachel and Bert hurried up Luff's Row, the main street of the little town. It was full of people bustling around buying last minute supplies so that they wouldn't have to go out in the grunter.
Boring.. Boring.. Nope... There isn't anything useful in these books!
"This is Rachel. Rachel, Miss Coolie. Connie, Rachel's an Outsider, and she..." ... A sickening wave of home sickness rose up and almost washed her away into a flood of tears. She fought it back.
Mrs Coolie said you wanted this book?
"Well - Alexander was sitting quietly there, reading, and all of a sudden he jumped up and sort of - well, really, he yelled!"
I'm sorry! I have to go! I promised!
HOLD ON! RACHEL, WAIT! STOP!
Alfie the ant was a boring story about an ant who kept disobeying his mother and getting into trouble. ... picked up Rosalie the Rat. It was just as boring and just as unhelpful. ... Suki the Brave Dog. ... Oh heavens, how could she know what was important and what wasn't?
A fair young woman with kind brown eyes smiled down at her. "Rachel, I'm Miss Rider," she said, holding out a book. "Miss Coolie said you wanted this."
"It's Bert! Oh, I didn't hear him. Oh, I promised I'd come straight away!" Rachel ran for the library door, the old book clutched in her hand.