He didn't know what he had thought of, but his gaze grew deep, and he reached out to pull up the blanket, covering her with it.
....
The pocket watch showed six o'clock in the morning, and the campfire had already burned out.
Damp mist was spreading evilly over the cliff.
After a night's rest, he felt refreshed and brisk.
Vera Williams awoke from a night of good dreams.
Upon opening her eyes and not finding Leonard Churchill, she stepped out of the tent and saw him coaching Pigeon in practicing the Fist Method.
"Good morning, Mr. Leonard Churchill; good morning, Pigeon."
"Good morning, Miss Williams."
"..."
All three of them got up and made breakfast.
Elder Clinton, who wanted to stay in bed, couldn't fall asleep and had to get up early as well.
After breakfast, they cleaned up the campsite, and the four of them prepared mechanical equipment for climbing, ready to explore below the cliff.
