Then he cast in the herbs, put it upon a bed of red coals, and soon a steam arose.

He found an old, broken-sided gourd among the abandoned utensils, and was able to dip up with it a half dozen drinks of the powerful decoction.

He induced his comrade to swallow these one after another, although they were very bitter, and Paul made a wry face.

Then he drew from the corner the rude bedstead of the departed settler, and made Paul lie upon it beside the fire.
"Now go to sleep," he said, "while I watch here." Paul was a boy of great sense, and he obeyed without question, although it was very hot before the fire.

But it was not a dry, burning heat that seemed to be in the blood; it was a moist, heavy heat that filled the pores.