Chapter 28
For many a minute she waited by that camp-fire, but there was
never a sign of the builder of it, though she centered all her will
in making her eyes and ears sharper to pierce through the darkness
and to gather from the thousand obscure whispers of the forest any
sounds of human origin. So she grew bold at length to take off the
pack and the saddles; the camp was hers, built for her coming by
the invisible power which surrounded her, which read her mind, it
seemed, and chose beforehand the certain route which she must
follow.
She resigned herself to that force without question, and the
worry of her search disappeared. It seemed certain that this
omnipotence, whatever it might be, was reading her wishes and
acting with all its power to fulfill them, so that in the en
