It augured well for the future, if the future should draw her into hardships.

She knew she had gone far and in what was left of the night and with what was left of her strength she would put such a distance between her and them that they would never believe she had got so far, even should they seek in this direction.

She was supporting her head upon her hands, her elbows upon her knees.

Her eyes closed, her head nodded; she fought against the impulse, but she slept.
When she straightened up with a start it was broad day.

The birds must have finished their morning song, for there was only happy, comfortable chirping in the branches above her.