It brought her feverish dreams of her husband, footsore and weary, staggering forward under its pitiless lash and clamorous outcry; she would have gone to his assistance, but when she reached his side and held out her arms to him it hurried her past with merciless power, and, bearing her away, left him hopelessly behind.

It was broad day when she awoke.

The usual night showers of the waning rainy season had left no trace in sky or meadow; the fervid morning sun had already dried the _patio_; only the restless, harrying wind remained.
Mrs.Tucker arose with a resolve.

She had learned from Concha on the previous evening that a part of the shanty was used as a _tienda_ or shop for the laborers and _rancheros_.

Under the necessity of purchasing some articles, she would go there and for a moment mingle with those people, who would not recognize her.