She was cold, unrested by her sleep, and weakened by her long abstinence from food. The cramped position she had assumed in her slumber had stiffened her muscles, causing them to ache. She was miserable and uncomfortable. Her powers of resistance were lowered, and her jaded nerves started at every sound of the night that reached her above the pounding of the sea.
Her mind became a prey to the stories she had heard. All the lore of the natives, and the mysteries of the forest, haunted her, while the annoyances and peculiar happenings of the past few months were magnified in her imagination. She tried to articulate a prayer—to appeal to a higher protection—but her thoughts only became confused with the doctrines of Nellie, and she could not seem to so direct her plea as to obtain any c
