Her movements were not languid and her eyes were bright.
By and by she took out the worn paper from the tobacco-box and asked Thirlwell a few questions.

He answered rather moodily, and as soon as he could picked up his blanket and went off to the bed he had made of twigs.

The hollow he had found was sheltered and the twigs were soft, but it was long before he slept.

They were near the spot where Strange claimed to have seen the ore, and he was now persuaded that they would find the vein.

If the ore carried as much silver as the specimens indicated, Agatha would be rich.