And that abomination, the hateful blinding sandstorm, did not
daunt her. But the weary hours of abnegation to this physical torture at
least held one consoling recompense as compared with her experience of last
year, and it was that there was no one interested to watch for her
weaknesses and failures and blunders. She could fight it out alone.
Three weeks of this self-imposed strenuous training wore by before Carley
was free enough from weariness and pain to experience other sensations. Her
general health, evidently, had not been so good as when she had first
visited Arizona. She caught cold and suffered other ills attendant upon an
abrupt change of climate and condition. But doggedly she kept at her task.
She rode when she should have been in bed; she walked when she should have
ridden; she climbed when she should have kept to level ground. And finally
by degrees so gradual as not to be noticed except in the sum of them she
began to mend.
Meanwhile the construction of her house went on with uninterrupted
rapidity. When the low, slanting, wide-eaved roof was completed Carley lost
further concern about rainstorms. Let them come. When the plumbing was all
in and Carley saw verification of Hoyle's assurance that it would mean a
gravity supply of water ample and continual, she lost her last concern as
to the practicability of the work.
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