She could see right across the moor and down the valley where the river ran; the heather was in blossom and it was a glorious sight.

Suddenly it seemed as if everything became blurred and dark, as if a mist were before her eyes.

A patch cleared through the midst of this and she could see the valley below as if she were looking through an enormous telescope.

The river had burst its banks, and was flowing all over the line, and through the flood came the train, and dashed into the water.

She saw this vision only for a moment, then it passed.