Retracing her steps, she washed her feet in the running creek, and, as she put on her shoes, sitting upon the grassy bank in the morning sunlight, she felt drowsily as if she must rest there for a few minutes.

She let her head fall upon the arm she had outstretched on the warm sod.
When she stirred again she had that curious feeling of inexplicable lapse of time that comes to us after unexpected and profound slumber.
The sun had already passed the zenith; the tone in the voices of the crickets, the whole colouring of earth and sky, told her, before she had made any exact observation of the shadows, that it was afternoon.
She prepared more food for the sick man.

When she had fed him and put him to rest again, she went out to discover what means of egress by land was to be found from this lonely dwelling.

She followed the faint trace of wheel-ruts over the grass, which for a short distance ran through undergrowth of fir and weeds.

She came out upon a cleared space of some acres, from which a fine crop of hay had clearly been taken, apparently about a month before.