Turret or battlement, or projecting masonry of any kind, it had none.

Clear and smooth and massy, it rose from its base, and ended with a line straight and unbroken.

The roof, carried to a centre from each of the four walls, rose slightly to the point where the rafters met.

Round the base lay several little heaps of either bits of broken branches, withered and peeled, or half-whitened bones; I could not distinguish which.

As I approached, the ground sounded hollow beneath my horse's hoofs.