She would live, and the somber gloom lifted out of the valley, and he felt relief that was pain.

Then he roused to the call of action, to the many things he needed to do in the way of making camp fixtures and utensils, to the necessity of hunting food, and the desire to explore the valley.
But he decided to wait a few more days before going far from camp, because he fancied that the girl rested easier when she could see him near at hand.

And on the first day her languor appeared to leave her in a renewed grip of life.

She awoke stronger from each short slumber; she ate greedily, and she moved about in her bed of boughs; and always, it seemed to Venters, her eyes followed him.

He knew now that her recovery would be rapid.