A deep porch ran the whole length of the house here, and in the lower branches of a live-oak near the steps Harran had built a little summer house for his mother.

To the left of the ranch house itself, toward the County Road, was the bunk-house and kitchen for some of the hands.

From the steps of the porch the view to the southward expanded to infinity.

There was not so much as a twig to obstruct the view.

In one leap the eye reached the fine, delicate line where earth and sky met, miles away.