Kitty was soon quite herself again. Only at intervals did the recollection of her terror cause her to catch her breath, and send the colour flying from her cheeks. A lesser fear succeeded.
"How will I get home?" she said. "Dad and the boys! They will be frantic, poor things!"
"Have they another boat?" asked Nahnya.
Kitty nodded.
"Then they will come look for you soon," said Nahnya calmly. "It is all right."
Kitty was much reassured.
By degrees the two girls felt their way toward intimate speech. "I am so surprise I find a white girl in this country," Nahnya said in her quaint, soft Mission English. "When I look in your boat I am thinking nothing at all. And there you are! I am so surprise almost we both go in the rapids!"
Kitty explained how she had been carried off.
"Yes, all day the water rise," said Nahnya.
"If you hadn't been there!" said Kitty, and all her terrors returned.