She is sixteen years old.

There wouldn't be any other girl traveling alone and without provision.

Have you passed such a person ?" "No, I hain't," said I.The name "Genevieve" helped me a little in this deceit.
"You haven't heard any of the people on the road speak of this wandering girl, have you ?" asked Elder Thorndyke.
"No," I answered; "and I guess if any of them had seen her they'd have mentioned it, wouldn't they ?" "And you haven't seen any lone girl or woman at all, even at a distance ?" inquired Grandma Thorndyke.
"If she passed me," I said, turning and twisting to keep from telling an outright lie, "it was while I was camped last night.

I camped quite a little ways from the track." "She has wandered off upon the trackless prairie!" exclaimed Grandma Thorndyke.

"God help her!" "He will protect her," said the elder piously.
"Maybe she met some one going west," I suggested, rather truthfully, I thought, "that took her in.