How she would pout on the morrow when he teased her about it! Then, realizing that she was tired with her long day's journey, he reproached himself for keeping her from the needed rest, and instantly decided to carry her to the raft.

Yet such was the novelty of the situation that he yielded to its charm, and did not go at once.

The moonlight found bright threads in her wavy hair; it shone caressingly on her quiet face, and tried to steal under the downcast lashes.
Joe made a movement to rise with her, when she muttered indistinctly as if speaking to some one.

He remembered then she had once told him that she talked in her sleep, and how greatly it annoyed her.

He might hear something more with which to tease her; so he listened.
"Yes--uncle--I will go--Kate, we must--go.