That was soon over, for there was no coffee, no hot rolls, no butter.

It consisted merely of cold corn-cakes.

When she had satisfied her appetite, she rose, shook the crumbs from her wrap, and went out.

She had made a full toilet; that is, she had rubbed her face with her moistened hands and dried it with a deerskin, whereby a little more dust was added to her cheeks.

She felt _pro forma_ clean.
It was yet so early that hardly any one showed himself out of doors.