She saw it turn off the long, straight road ahead and disappear to the right.

After some minutes' delay Nash resumed his seat and started the car once more.
From the top of the next hill Lenore saw the Dorn farm and home.

All the wheat looked parched.

She remembered, however, that the section of promising grain lay on the north slope, and therefore out of sight from where she was.
"Looks as bad as any," said Anderson.

"Good-by to my money." Lenore shut her eyes and thought of herself, her inward state.