It was so dark that you could not see a yard before you.

Hand in hand they entered the ravine, pushing through the luxuriant thorn-bushes and stumbling at almost every step.

At last they reached an open spot.

Peter looked about him: he had never chanced to come there before.

Here Basavriuk halted.
"Do you see before you three hillocks?
There are a great many kinds of flowers upon them.