So stay with me there and wait for him." She was troubled by this at first, but at last agreed.
"If you're sure he will come there first--" She refused to ride in the wagon, however, preferring to walk, and strode briskly all day in the wake of the cattle.
At Parowan he made inquiries for Tom Potwin, that other derelict, and was told that he had gone south.

Him, too, they overtook on the road next day, and persuaded to go with them to a home.
When they reached Cedar City a halt was made while he went for the other woman--not without some misgiving, for he remembered that she was still young.

But his second view of her reassured him--the sallow, anemic face, the skin drawn tightly over the cheek-bones, the drooping shoulders, the thin, forlorn figure.

Even the certainty that her life of hardship was ended, that she was at least sure not to die of privation, had failed to call out any radiance upon her.

They were married by a local Bishop, Joel's first wife placing the hand of the second in his own, as the ceremony required.