But Mrs. Svenson left the room mumbling to herself.
At a late hour, Grace Gale made a shake down of one blanket, for Esther and herself. Then Esther proposed they use Mrs. Clayton's cushions, and shawls, and robe, to complete the preparations. Edith slept in the bed.
After a while, the hostess asked:
"Are your bones coming through, Esther?"
"No, but I am sorry to put you to such inconvenience. I hope you won't take cold. There is a chill in the air to-night."
"No more o' that, honey. I'm just glad to see you. This is the biggest lark I have had since I came to Arizona."
The visitors laughed with her.
"My! It is eleven o'clock, and I must not keep this sick child awake any longer. Good night, Esther."
"Good night, Grace."
"Good night, Edith."