Anyhow, he had sent word that she was to change her clothes, and he must
be obeyed, as Dr. Christobal said. Then she discovered, as a quite new
and physically disagreeable fact, that her skirts were soaked up to her
knees, while her blouse was almost in the same condition owing to the
quantity of spray which had run down inside her thick ulster.
It was an absurd thing to be afraid of after all she had endured, but
Elsie cried a little when she realized that she had been literally wet to
the skin without knowing it. In truth, she had a momentary dread of a
fainting fit, and it was not until she untied the veil which held her Tam
o' Shanter in its place that she learnt how the knot had come near to
suffocating her.
The prompt relief thus afforded brought an equally absurd desire to
laugh. She yielded to that somewhat, but busied herself in procuring
fresh clothing and boots. The outcome of the pleasant feeling of warmth
and comfort was such as the girl herself would not have guessed in a
week. The mere grateful touch of the dry garments induced an
extraordinary drowsiness. She felt that she must lie down--just for a
minute.
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