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 her the pleasure with which she ate it and answered gloomily:

“Perhaps it can’t, but I am beginning to think that it will.”

This day also wore by somehow and at last night came.

“There certainly will be a change by morning,” Hugh assured himself as he fell asleep.

When he awoke, however, and got up at once to press his face against the snow-blurred window he saw just the same blinding, swirling  storm. It looked like some sort of dream that would go on and on and never end. Dick, awaking, sat up quickly, but, on looking at Hugh’s face, forebore to ask any questions.

“You had better lie down again,” he advised, dropping his head once more upon the pillow. “It is wiser to spend as much time sleeping as you possibly can.”

Stumbling out through the drifts to Hulda, Hugh began suddenly to realize such weakness  that he wondered whether he could make the  journey again without dropping in the snow.