Day by day, closer around them grew the snowy circle, until at last they looked from their prison over drifted walls of dazzling white that towered 20 feet above their heads.
11 seconds sound clip from the The Outcasts of Poker Flat classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:20:00.137 in the radio play.
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- So, with food and their hopes dwindling, a week passed over the heads of the outcasts.
- The sun again forsook them, and again from reddened skies the snowflakes were sifted over the land.
- The lovers turned from the dreary prospects, and looked into each other's eyes, and were happy.
- Mr. Oakhurst settled himself coolly to the losing game before him.
- Only Mother Shipton seemed to sicken and fade.
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