He grew a little less surly.
Wade's gaze, however, was on the path that led down along the border of the brook to disappear in the willows.

Above this clump of yellowing trees could be seen the ranch-house.

A girl with fair hair stepped off the porch.

She appeared to be carrying something in her arms, and shortly disappeared behind the willows.

Wade saw her and surmised that she was coming to his cabin.