Anna gazed about her wonderingly, but somewhat awed.
"It seems dreadfully wild and lonely," she said, with a shiver.
"And how flat and ugly it is, all but these tors.

I wonder how they came to be here like this.

I should think the people who used to live here must have piled up all these rocks to clear them out of the fields.
They left a good many behind, though." "No one could have lifted rocks like these, and piled them up like this," said Dan scornfully.

"They were thrown up like this by an earthquake, father says, and after the earthquake the sea--you know the sea used to cover all the country as far as we can see--" "Nonsense!" interrupted Anna.

"Now you are trying to take me in; but you won't make me believe such nonsense as that." "Very well," crossly, "don't believe it then; only don't ask questions another time if you mean to turn round and sneer when a fellow tries to explain.