of Trasket Rock rose frowning against the stars.
Joan built the fire high, for the wind was cooler, and lay down beside Garth under the rug. She put her cheek close to his, and a few tears slipped from her eyes. For she had gone through some very unhappy hours, and then, too, she did love Garth even more than she realized. Strangely enough, the tears made her feel much happier, and she fell asleep with her face to the great open sky and Garth's arm flung across her.
In the uncharted hours of night, Joan woke and knew somehow that Garth was awake, too. She moved a very little, and the faintest of whispers breathed:
"Are you asleep?"
"No."
"Did you ever see so many stars? I never did," he said. "I wonder why everybody doesn't sleep out-of-doors all the time."
He cuddled very close to her.
"Do you know about stars?" he asked. "Tell me all their names and everything you know."
"I'm afraid I don't know many of them,"
