Never heard it before.

But I haven't met many people for years." "Oh! we've left the town!" cried Bo.

"Look, Nell! How bare! It's just like desert." "It is desert.

We've forty miles of that before we come to a hill or a tree." Helen glanced out.

A flat, dull-green expanse waved away from the road on and on to a bright, dark horizon-line, where the sun was setting rayless in a clear sky.