"This is out West.

Shiver and wait on yourself!" Never before had she undressed so swiftly nor felt grateful for thick woollen blankets on a hard bed.

Gradually she grew warm.

The blackness, too, seemed rather comforting.
"I'm only twenty miles from Glenn," she whispered.

"How strange! I wonder will he be glad." She felt a sweet, glowing assurance of that.
Sleep did not come readily.