Nothing more exciting than to watch the great parched plain, with the dry heat-haze upon it, getting browner every day, and the shrinking lagoon and its ever widening border of mud.

Nothing, when she turned her eyes to right and left, but ragged gum trees and black gidia forest.

What a dead blank wilderness it was!' She gave a little gasp as if for breath.

He seemed to read her thoughts.
'Do you remember Rome--and the Campagna, that first day we went to Albano ?--And our walk through the woods down to Lake Nei ?--It was then I first knew that I loved you.' 'Will--if you are going to stay here you mustn't talk like that.

It's not playing the game.' She spoke pleadingly.
'Does your husband play the game ?' Maule retorted.