sleeping. Only the hamper under a tree close by gave evidence
that he was here by his own volition. He stared about,
remembering that be had had a companion. He got somewhat
stiffly to his feet, discovering as he did so that he had lain
for a long time without stirring from the position in which
slumber had overtaken him.

"Mrs. Lessing!" he called.

>From some distance away came back a blithe answer: "Here,
Doctor Burns!"

He started in the direction of the voice and presently came
upon her sitting on a big granite boulder, busy with a lapful
of pine cones out of which she seemed to be constructing
something. She looked up, smiling.

"Why in the world did you let me sleep all the afternoon?" he
reproached her.

"I should have wakened you in ten minutes more. Have I made
you late for your work? I understood that you could afford a
few hours for rest. You've only slept three."

"Three! Good heavens! When I might have been spending them
with you!"

He looked so chagrined that her smile changed into outright
laughter. "You are very flattering. But I've been taking
much more satisfaction in your repose than I could possibly