Manifestly I was but to her as a sort of refuge and provider of heat, altogether impersonal, and not to be regarded in any degree as an individual.

In these humiliating circumstances what could I do but sit quiet--and wait developments?
Little by little the fierce chattering of her teeth began to abate as the warmth of her surroundings stole through her.

I also felt, even in this strangely awakening position, the influence of the quiet; and sleep began to steal over me.

Several times I tried to fend it off, but, as I could not make any overt movement without alarming my strange and beautiful companion, I had to yield myself to drowsiness.

I was still in such an overwhelming stupor of surprise that I could not even think freely.
There was nothing for me but to control myself and wait.