Van and Jack made their way out of the hut to take a look at their surroundings.
They saw that they were in a beautiful country. As far as the eye could reach well-cultivated lands could be seen, while here and there herds of cattle and horses could be seen grazing in rich pasture fields.
On the left was a range of mountains, and Van knew that they must have come under these in order to be where they now were.
At their right hand beyond the farming lands naught but a dense forest could be seen, and so it was both before and behind them.
Almost the first person they saw after coming out of the hut was the woman with whom they had conversed the night before.
She walked up to them as soon as she observed them, and, as she did so, Van and Jack took a good look at her.
She was of white blood beyond a question of doubt, but her manner and dress betokened that she had never seen civilization.
Like the rest of the women she wore a gown of some light texture with gaudy trimmings.
Shoes or hat she had none.
"Well," said she, when she reached the spot where Van and Jack were standing, "I suppose you are hungry. Call your companions and you shall all breakfast with me, and while we eat I will tell you something about myself and people."