The storm, of so little consequence to her, had roused the driver's sympathy.

This had not only fixed her image in his mind but given away her destination.

All hope of hiding herself among the mountains was therefore gone.

She would have to move on; but where?
If she were but able to leave now, she might before morning find some covert from which help might be given her for further escape.

But the condition of the roads, as well as her own weakness, forbade that.