Io opened her eyes to meet his. She stirred softly and smiled at him.
“So you discovered me,” she said.
“How long have you been here?”
She studied the sun a moment before replying. “Several hours.”
“Did you walk over in the night?”
“No. You told me not to, you know. I waited till the dawn. Don’t scold me, Ban. I was dead for want of sleep and I couldn’t get it in the lodge. It’s haunted, I tell you, with unpeaceful spirits. So I remembered this hammock.”
“I’m not going to scold you. I’m going to feed you. The coffee’s on.”
“How good!” she cried, getting to her feet. “Am I a sight? I feel frowsy.”
“There’s a couple of buckets of water up in my room. Help yourself while I set out the breakfast.”
In fifteen minutes she was down, freshened and joyous.