Oh, sure, she's got sense enough to take care of herself, far as that goes.

Seems to be one of the independent kind....

All right.

I'll call up if she comes back, and she can talk to you herself." But he did not call up the supervisor, for Marion did not come back.
At daybreak, when Jack could no longer fight down his uneasiness, and went to look for her, he found her crouched between two boulders that offered some shelter from the wind without obstructing the view.

She was huddled in his sweater, shivering a little with the dawn chill but scarcely conscious of the fact that she was cold.