As I began to realize the sweetness of conscious safety, all that this young, heroic creature had done for me swept warmly across my mind.

Looking up from the fire that was beginning to infuse its heat through my grateful system, I surveyed her as she slowly undid her long braids and shook them dry over the blaze, and almost started to see how young she was.

Not more than sixteen I should say, and yet what an invincible will shone from her dark eyes and dignified her slender form; a will gentle as it was strong, elevated as it was unbending.

I bowed my head as I watched her, in grateful thankfulness which I presently put into words.
"At once she drew herself erect.

'I did but my duty,' said she quietly.
'I am glad I was prospered in it.' Then slowly.