"How lucky we came this way! Now I can really test you!" He turned.

Her glowing face was now averted, her gesture was not for him, but for the scene.

He studied that, to understand her.
The river, up which they had fled, now rested broad and quiet as a shallow lake, burnished faintly, brooded over by a floating, increasing light, not yet compounded into day.

Tussocks, innumerable clods and crumbs of vivid green, speckled all the nearer water.

On some of these storks meditated,--sage, pondering heads and urbane bodies perched high on the frailest penciling of legs.