True, the evidence thus collected was not encouraging, but this he attributed to dread of his competition, or to unfavorable details of site or management.
The month was over, and a letter came from Ehrenthal to beg for a decision, as some members of the company were impatient of further delay.
It was on the evening of a hot day that the baron wandered restlessly over his grounds.

Heavy black, clouds gathered over an arch of yellow sky.

The grasshoppers chirped far louder than their wont.

The little birds twittered as if in apprehension of some coming evil.

The swallows flew low, and darted by close to the baron, as if they did not see him.
The wild flowers along the road hung down covered with dust.