Gradually the movement restored her strength, and she said, speaking for the first time: "I can walk alone." An hour later they reached the hut that they had marked out as their place of refuge.

Pierre went to a corner and drew out, from under a heap of rubbish, a large bundle.
"Here is your cloak and mine," he said, "and a change of clothes for each of us.

We could not wander about the country, in this guise." Philip laid the cloaks down to form a sort of couch; and placed the bundle, with the rest of the things in, as a pillow.
"Now, mademoiselle," he said, "you will be safe here until nightfall.

First you must drink a glass of wine, and try and eat something.

Pierre brought some up here, two days ago.