You're old enough to know your way about. And the luxuries
you will enjoy at our place will certainly be unaccustomed ones.
Didn't you even ask for references?"
Her tone irritated the professor unaccountably.
"Are we nearly there?" he asked, disdaining to answer. "I am
extremely cold."
"You will have a nice climb to warm you," she told him grimly, "all
up hill!"
"'A verdant slope,'" quoted the professor sweetly, "'rising gently
from salt water toward snowclad peaks, which, far away,--'" They
caught each other's eyes and laughed.
"Here is our landing," said the girl quite cheerfully. "And none too
soon! I suppose you haven't noticed it, but the 'Tillicum' is
leaking like a sieve!"
CHAPTER II
Salt in the air and the breath of pine and cedar are excellent sleep
inducers. Professor Spence had not expected to sleep that night; yet
he did sleep. He awoke to find the sun high. A great beam of it lay
across the foot of his camp cot, bringing comforting warmth to the
toes which protruded from the shelter of abbreviated blankets. The
professor wiggled his toes cautiously. He was accustomed to doing
this before making more radical movements. They were a valuable
index to the state of the sciatic nerve. This morning they wiggled
somewhat stiffly and there were also various twinges. But
considering the trying experiences of yesterday it was surprising
that they could wiggle at all. He lifted himself slowly--and sank
back with a relieved sigh.
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