shewouldforgetandbehappy;shewouldlivetobeagoodwifeandmother。Somehowthethoughtswelledhisheart。Hisact，death—dealingasithadbeen，wasanobleone，andhelpedhimtoholdontohisdriftinghopes。HardlyoncesinceJenniehadenteredintohisthoughthadthoseghostsreturnedtotormenthim。
To—morrowshewouldbegoneamonggood，kindpeoplewithapossibilityoffindingherrelatives。HethankedGodfor，that;
nevertheless，hefeltapang。
Shesleptmorethanhalftheday。Duanekeptguard，alwaysalert，whetherhewassitting，standing，orwalking。Therainpatteredsteadilyontheroofandsometimescameingustyflurriesthroughthedoor。Thehorseswereoutsideinashedthataffordedpoorshelter，andtheystampedrestlessly。Duanekeptthemsaddledandbridled。
AboutthemiddleoftheafternoonJennieawoke。Theycookedamealandafterwardsatbesidethelittlefire。Shehadneverbeen，inhisobservationofher，anythingbutatragicfigure，anunhappygirl，thefarthestremovedfromserenityandpoise。