"Oh, I ... never better. That is, I'm rested; and there was nothing else for me to get over."
"But your ankle—?"
"I've forgotten it ever bothered me.... Haven't you slept at all?"
"Oh, surely—a great deal. But I've been awake for some time—a few hours."
"A few hours!" His stare widened with wonder. "How long have I—?"
"All day—like a log."
"But I—! What time is it?"
"I haven't a watch, but late afternoon, I should think—going by the sun. It's nearly down."
"Good heavens!" he muttered, dashed. "I have slept!"
"You earned your right to.... You needed it far more than I." Her eyes shone, warm with kindness.