The green pine-needles, so thin and fine in their crisscross network, showed clearly against the blue sky.

She looked in vain for birds.

Then her gaze went wonderingly to the lofty fringed rim of the great amphitheater, and as she studied it she began to grasp its remoteness, how far away it was in the rarefied atmosphere.

A black eagle, sweeping along, looked of tiny size, and yet he was far under the heights above.
How pleasant she fancied it to be up there! And drowsy fancy lulled her to sleep.
Helen slept all afternoon, and upon awakening, toward sunset, found Bo curled beside her.

Dale had thoughtfully covered them with a blanket; also he had built a camp-fire.