So weary was she, however, that after stretching out her hand to assure herself that Dick was safe by her side, she shut her eyes again and went fast asleep.

When she woke, the daylight was creeping into the damp and squalid hut, revealing the heavy form of Mr.Meeson tossing to and fro in a troubled slumber on the further side.

She got up, feeling dreadfully sore about the back; and, awaking the child, took him out to the stream of water and washed him and herself as well as she could.

It was very cold outside; so cold that the child cried, and the rain clouds were coming up fast, so she hurried back to the hut, and, together with Dick, made her breakfast off some biscuit and some roast penguin's eggs, which were not at all bad eating.

She was indeed, quite weak with hunger, having swallowed no food for many hours, and felt proportionately better after it.
Then she turned to examine the condition of Mr.Meeson.The will had been executed none too soon, for it was evident to her that he was in a very bad way indeed.