Momo gave the tortoise a whispered account of what had happened since last they met.
″What should we do now?″ she concluded. Cassiopeia had been listening attentively.
GO TO HORA, she spelled out. ″Now?″ Momo exclaimed, aghast.
But they're looking for you everywhere. This is the only place they don't happen to be. Wouldn't it be wiser to stay here?″
But all the tortoise's shell said was, WE'RE GOING ANYWAY.
We'll run right into them,Momo protested. WON'T MEET A SOUL, was Cassiopeia's response.
If Cassiopeia was sure, that settled it. Momo put her down.
Then, remembering their first long, arduous trek, she suddenly felt too exhausted to repeat it all over again.
You go on alone, Cassiopeia,she said wearily.I'm too tired. Go on alone, and give the professor my love.
Cassiopeia's shell lit up again. IT'S NOT FAR, Momo was astonished to read.
It dawned on her, as she looked around, that this shabby and desolate-looking neighbourhood might be the one
that led to the district with the white houses and the strange shadows.
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