We will feel ever so much better after we have eaten." The girl choked back her emotion, and sadly essayed the task of providing a meal which was hateful to her.

In doing so she saw her Bible, lying where she had placed it that morning, the leaves still open at the 91st Psalm.

She had indeed forgotten the promise it contained-- "For He shall give His angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways." A few tears fell now and made little furrows down her soiled cheeks.
But they were helpful tears, tears of resignation, not of despair.
Although the "destruction that wasteth at noonday" was trying her sorely she again felt strong and sustained.
She even smiled on detecting an involuntary effort to clear her stained face.

She was about to carry a biscuit and some tinned meat to the sailor when a sharp exclamation from him caused her to hasten to his side.
The Dyaks had broken cover.

Running in scattered sections across the sands, they were risking such loss as the defenders might be able to inflict upon them during a brief race to the shelter and food to be obtained in the other part of the island.
Jenks did not fire at the scurrying gang.