She clung to her perch with both hands, and mutely admired Burke Ranger's firm control and deftness.

He seemed to know by instinct when to expect any sudden strain.
The heat of the sun was intense, notwithstanding the shelter afforded by the hood of the cart.

The air seemed to quiver above the burning earth.

She felt after a time as if her eyes could endure the glare no longer.

The rapid, bumping progress faded into a sort of fitful unpleasant dream through which the only actual vivid consciousness that remained to her centred in the man beside her.