Now that her impulsively chosen enterprise was completed her boldness deserted her and she slipped out through a dilapidated postern opposite the crowd.
On her right was the river, while southward before her lay a great flat plain, beyond which rose some hillocks covered with forest.

The sun blazed between masses of slowly drifting clouds that trailed creeping fantastic shadows across the marshy waste.
Alice walked along under cover of the slight landswell which then, more plainly marked than it is now, formed the contour line of hummock upon which the fort and village stood.

A watery swale grown full of tall aquatic weeds meandered parallel with the bluff, so to call it, and there was a soft melancholy whispering of wind among the long blades and stems.

She passed the church and Father Beret's hut and continued for some distance in the direction of that pretty knoll upon which the cemetery is at present so tastefully kept.

She felt shy now, as if to run away and hide would be a great relief.