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"To go out on the town."
The voice came back to her. She lifted the lamp and slowly rose to her feet. She looked into his face, captivated once again by Pitts eyes, while he was taken by her dark red hair that looked like fire under the bright light of the hissing Coleman.
"Mr. Pitt . . . isn't it?" She slipped off her right glove and extended her hand.
He also removed his glove, reached out and gave her hand a firm squeeze.
"I prefer attractive ladies to call me Dirk."
She felt like an embarrassed little girl, mad at herself for not having any makeup On, wondering if he noticed the calluses on her hand. And to make it worse, she could feel herself blushing.
"Lily Sharp," she stammered. "My friends and I were hoping we could thank you for last night. I thought you were joking about dinner. I really didn't think I'd see you again."
"As you can hear-" he paused and tilted his head toward the moaning wind outside. a blizzard couldn't keep me away."
"You must be crazy."
"No, just stupid for thinking I could outrun an Arctic storm."
They both laughed and the tension fell away. Lily began to climb out of the excavation trough. Pitt took her arm and helped her up. She winced and he quickly released his grip.
"You shouldn't be on your feet."
Lily smiled gamely. "Stiff and a little sore from a sea of black-and-blue marks I can't show you, but I'll live."
Pitt held up the lantern and peered around the oddly grouped rocks and excavations. "Just what is it you have here?"
"An ancient Eskimo village, inhabited one hundred to five hundred years after Christ."
"Have you a name for it?"
"We call the site Gronquist Bay Village after Dr. Hiram Gronquist, who discovered it five years ago."
"One of the three men I met last night?"
"The big man who was knocked unconscious."
"How's he getting along?"
"Despite a large purplish dome on his forehead, he swears he doesn't suffer from headaches or dizziness. When I left the hut he was roasting like a turkey."
"Turkey?" Pitt repeated, surprised. "You must have a firstrate supply system."
"A vertical-lift Minerva aircraft, on loan to the university by a wealthy alumnus, flies in once every two weeks from Thule."
"I thought excavations this far north were limited to midsummer when above-freezing temperatures thawed the ground."
"Generally speaking that's true. But with the heated prefab shelter over the main section of the village, we can work from April through October."
"Find anything out of the ordinary, like an object that doesn't belong here?"
Lily gave Pitt a queer look. "Why do you ask?"
"Curiosity. "
"We've unearthed hundreds of interesting artifacts representing prehistoric Eskimo lifestyles and technology. We have them in the hut, if you care to examine them."
"How's chances of looking at them over the turkey?"
