Even now while I inclined idly in my hammock, she would be roaming the forest in search of me, listening for my footsteps, fearing perhaps that I had met with some accident where there was no person to succour me.

It was painful to think of her in this way, of the pain I had doubtless given her by stealing off without a word of warning.

Springing to the floor, I flung out of the house and went down to the stream.

It was better there, for now the greatest heat of the day was over, and the weltering sun began to look large and red and rayless through the afternoon haze.
I seated myself on a stone within a yard or two of the limpid water; and now the sight of nature and the warm, vital air and sunshine infected my spirit and made it possible for me to face the position calmly, even hopefully.

The position was this: for some days the idea had been present in my mind, and was now fixed there, that this desert was to be my permanent home.