After she felt thoroughly rested she rose, and continued her walk.

Where she had been sitting, the trail was plain, for there it descended into the gorge.

So she only noticed the place and then went into the shrubbery to seek for plants.
She gathered a few leaves of the dark-green shiutui, sauntered from juniper-bush to juniper-bush, glanced from time to time upward into the tops of pines to see whether they bore edible nuts of the kind now called pinons, or threw stones at the noisy birds that fluttered about.
Again she came upon the trail, and her trained eye could follow it for some distance until it disappeared in the timber.

So far she felt sure of her impressions for the future and turned away to the right, penetrating deeper into the forest.

She could find her way even at night, for the moon shone still.