Number the Stars by Lois Lowry Page A

goodbye," Kirsti grumbled, spooning some imaginary food into the painted mouth of the doll she had propped in a chair beside her.
    "Annemarie," Uncle Henrik said, getting up from the table and pushing back his chair, "if you come with me now to the barn, I'll give you a milking lesson. Wash your hands first."
    "Me too," said Kirsti.
    "Not you too," Mama said. "Not this time. I need your help here, since I can't walk very well. You'll have to be my nurse."
    Kirsti hesitated, deciding whether to argue. Then she said, "I'm going to be a nurse when I grow up. Not a cow milker. So I have to stay here and take care of Mama."
    Followed as usual by the kitten, Annemarie walked with Uncle Henrik to the barn through a fine misty rain that had begun to fall. It seemed to her that Blossom shook her head happily when she saw Henrik and knew that she would be in good hands again.
    She sat on the stacked hay and watched while he milked. But her mind was not on the milking.
    "Uncle Henrik," she asked, "where are the Rosens and the others? I thought you were taking them to Sweden on your boat. But they weren't there."
    "They were there," he told her, leaning forward against the cow's broad side. "You shouldn't know this. You remember that I told you it was safer not to know.
    "But," he went on, as his hands moved with their sure and practiced motion, "I will tell you just a little, because you were so very brave."
    "Brave?" Annemarie asked, surprised. "No, I wasn't. I was very frightened."
    "You risked your life."
    "But I didn't even think about that! I was only thinking of—"
    He interrupted her, smiling. "That's all that
brave
means—not thinking about the dangers. Just thinking about what you must do. Of course you were frightened. I was too, today. But you kept your mind on what you had to do. So did I. Now let me tell you about the Rosens.
    "Many of the fishermen have built hidden places in their boats. I have, too. Down underneath. I have only to lift the boards in the right place, and there is room to hide a few people. Peter, and others in the Resistance who work with him, bring them to me, and to the other fishermen as well. There are people who hide them and help them, along the way to Gilleleje."
    Annemarie was startled. "Peter is in the Resistance? Of course! I should have known! He brings Mama and Papa the secret newspaper,
De Fret Danske.
And he always seems to be on the move. I should have figured it out myself!"
    "He is a very, very brave young man," Uncle Henrik said. "They all are."
    Annemarie frowned, remembering the empty boat that morning. "Were the Rosens and the others there, then, underneath, when I brought the basket?"
    Uncle Henrik nodded.
    "I heard nothing," Annemarie said.
    "Of course not. They had to be absolutely quiet for many hours. The baby was drugged so that it wouldn't wake and cry."
    "Could they hear me when I talked to you?"
    "Yes. Your friend Ellen told me, later, that they heard you. And they heard the soldiers who came to search the boat."
    Annemarie's eyes widened. "Soldiers came?" she asked. "I thought they went the other way after they stopped me."
    "There are many soldiers in Gilleleje and all along the coast. They are searching all the boats now. They know that the Jews are escaping, but they are not sure how, and they rarely find them. The hiding places are carefully concealed, and often we pile dead fish on the deck as well. They hate getting their shiny boots dirtied!"
    He turned his head toward her and grinned.
    Annemarie remembered the shiny boots confronting her on the dark path.
    "Uncle Henrik," she said, "I'm sure you are right, that I shouldn't know everything. But, please, would you tell me about the handkerchief? I knew it was important, the packet, and that's why I ran through the woods to take it to you. But I thought maybe it was a map. How could a handkerchief be important?"
    He set the filled pail aside and began to wash the cow's udder with the damp cloth, "Very few people know