You must be half dead." "Oh no.

Only half dust and half fire," replied Lenore, laughing, as she stepped out.

What a relief to get rid of coat, veils, bonnet, and to sit on a shady porch where a faint breeze blew! Just at that instant she heard a low, distant rumbling.

Thunder! It thrilled her.

Jake brought her a cold, refreshing drink, and she sent him back after another.