A kind of dizzy weariness overmastered me.

I remember sitting at a table next to Stella, and eating heartily, and then I remember nothing more.
I awoke to find myself lying on a comfortable bed in a hut built and fashioned on the same model as the centre one.

While I was wondering what time it was, a native came bringing some clean clothes on his arm, and, luxury of luxuries, produced a bath hollowed from wood.

I rose, feeling a very different man, my strength had come back again to me; I dressed, and following a covered passage found myself in the centre hut.
Here the table was set for breakfast with all manner of good things, such as I had not seen for many a month, which I contemplated with healthy satisfaction.

Presently I looked up, and there before me was a more delightful sight, for standing in one of the doorways which led to the sleeping huts was Stella, leading little Tota by the hand.
She was very simply dressed in a loose blue gown, with a wide collar, and girdled in at the waist by a little leather belt.