She watched and watched them, sparing a moment now and then to attend to the trail.

She noticed that she was coming into a region of grass, and faint signs of water in the draws.

She was getting high again, not many miles now from the wall of rock.
All at once Sage King shied, and Lucy looked down to see a man lying on the ground.

He lay inert.

But his eyes were open--dark, staring eyes.
They moved.