For one thing, her money had enabled Festing to arrange his household better than he had expected and hire useful help.
She took a rough trail through the bluff, picking her way among the holes and rotting stumps, and as she rode out the horse plunged.

After calming the startled animal she saw a dirty handkerchief snapping in the wind at the top of a stick.

Close by a team cropped the grass and the end of a big plow projected from the back of a wagon.

There seemed to be nobody about, but after riding on a few yards she saw a man lying among some bushes with a pipe in his mouth.

He looked half asleep, but got up as she advanced, and she stopped her horse with a jerk and tried to preserve her calm.