The man at Prairie Crossing points out that his bus is “right on time.” In the distance, the 1950 Flxible VisiCoach bus approaches.
The man looks out at the aircraft flying over a nearby field. “That’s funny,” he says.
“What?” asks Roger.
“That plane’s dusting crops where there ain’t no crops,” replies the man. As he points this out, the plane continues to lay down a stream of white smoke.
The bus pulls up at the Indiana Route 41 stop, and the man steps into the bus, briefly glancing back at Thornhill. The bus door closes, and Roger is again left alone on the roadside.
Roger looks at his watch, and then turns to regard the biplane, which now makes a sharp turn toward where he’s standing. The plane dives to a low altitude, surprising Roger.