And in this little valley--why, echoes can rap back and forth so quick they'll split our ears." "We're perfectly safe here, Bess." "I know.

But that hasn't anything to do with it.

The truth is I'm afraid of lightning and thunder, and thunder-claps hurt my head.

If we have a bad storm, will you stay close to me ?" "Yes." When they got back to camp the afternoon was closing, and it was exceedingly sultry.

Not a breath of air stirred the aspen leaves, and when these did not quiver the air was indeed still.