We can then sleep together and keep each other warm underneath it, I think.
Washington, please go out and gather up all of the stuff that you can find.

Some of our provisions have been destroyed, but there may be enough for a few meals.

Fetch everything here so we can look it over by the campfire." All hands set to work to make the best of their disaster, and as they worked they discussed the problem uppermost in the mind of each.

They were busily engaged when a shout brought instant silence to the group.
"Miss Gray! Miss Gray!" some one called from the darkness.
"Yes," answered Grace.
A woman came floundering along the trail at the edge of the cornfield.
"It's Miss Thompson.

Ah wants Miss Gray." "She seems excited," observed Emma.
"What is it, Mrs.Thompson ?" called Grace, stepping out to meet the mountaineer's wife.
"The chilern has took a frenzy, an' Ah don't know what t' do," cried the woman, wringing her hands.
Slipping an arm through hers, Grace led the woman up to the campfire.
"Compose yourself.