Better than all tonics was the diversion of her thoughts, the prospect of change, the necessity for action.

In her thoughtful prudence she even satisfied Mrs.Muir's solicitude, for the young girl realized more fully every day how much depended upon her plan.

It seemed to her that there could be no greater misfortune than to become so ill again that in helplessness she must await Graydon's return.

Therefore, every faculty of mind, every power of body, was exerted to accomplish her purpose; and, while her farewell to her sister and Mr.Muir was tender and full of gratitude, the consciousness of escape was uppermost in her mind.

An elderly friend of Mr.Muir would be her escort to San Francisco, and in that city Mr.
Wayland was to meet her.
She arrived safely at her far-distant home, greatly worn and exhausted indeed, but calm in mind from a sense of security.