Behind the shoulder of a hill, he discovered another house, not so large as Mr.Hickson's, but neat and comfortably looking.

The blue smoke of a wood fire was rising from the chimney.

A girl was vigorously shoveling a path from the house to the wood-pile.

She was dressed in big boots, a sweater, and a red hood.

She did not see Dorian until he came near the small clearing by the house.