The bee seemed to all but jump into slumberland.
The doctor also had to wait for Rolla. The woman sat for a long time
in the growing dusk, looming out pensively over the valley. Corrus
was somewhere within a mile or two, and so Kinney was not surprised
to see the herdsman's image dancing, tantalizingly, before Rolla's
eyes. She was thinking of him with all her might.
Presently she shivered with the growing coolness, and went into a
rough hut, which she shared with Cunora. The girl was already asleep
on a heap of freshly gathered brush. Rolla, delightfully free of any
need to prepare for her night's rest--such as locking any doors or
cleaning her teeth--made herself comfortable beside her friend. Two
or three yawns, and the doctor's chance came.
Two minutes later Rolla sat bolt upright, at the same time giving
out a sharp cry of amazement and alarm. Instantly Cunora awoke.
"What is it, Rolla?" terror-stricken.
"Hush!" The older woman got up and went to the opening which served
as a door.
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