May I dismiss Tom for a few minutes now ?" Again they all laughed.
"I don't see what you are all laughing at," said Jane, and lapsed into silence.
"Now then," cried Nora, "in three minutes." At the top of the long, gently rising hill the motor pulled up, purring softly.

They all stood up and gazed around about them.

"Look back," commanded Nora.

"It is fifty miles to that prairie rim there." From their feet the prairie spread itself in long softly undulating billows to the eastern horizon, the hollows in shadow, the crests tipped with the silver of the rising moon.

Here and there wreaths of mist lay just above the shadow lines, giving a ghostly appearance to the hills.