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the waterfall She fell asleep When she awakened it was five o'clock

The fire in the stove was out, but the water was still warm She bathed

and dressed, not without care, yet as swiftly as was her habit at home;

and she hite because Glenn had always liked her best in white But

it was assuredly not a gown to wear in a country house where draughts of

cold air filled the unheated rooms and halls So she threw round her

a war to her dark eyes and

hair

All the ti see water No e, or perhaps of sluuely tormented Carley, yet was not

uncomfortable She went out upon the porch The small alcove space

held a bed and a rustic chair Above her the peeled poles of the roof

descended to within a few feet of her head She had to lean over the

rail of the porch to look up The green and red rock wall sheered

ponderously near The waterfall showed first at the notch of a fissure,

where the cliff split; and down over sleamed,

to narrow in a crack with little drops, and suddenly to leap into a thin

white sheet