Amy grunted.

"I see you're not," he murmured.

"Well--" He pushed himself a little closer to Clint for warmth and closed his eyes.
Many times they stirred and muttered and reached for bedclothes that were not there, but I doubt if either of them once really fully awoke until a sudden glare of light illumined the hut and flashed on their closed eyelids.
[Illustration: Now and then they spoke, but so softly that the boys could not hear what was said].