And in that dimness she felt the first beginnings of a sense of freedom.

Half a mile and open fields again, with a small house on the right, a road southeastward on the left.

That would be away from her Uncle Zeke's and also away from Sutherland, which lay twenty miles to the southwest.

When she would be followed Jeb would not think of this direction until he had exhausted the other two.
She walked, she ran, she rested; she walked and ran and walked again.

The moon ascended to the zenith, crossed the levels of the upper sky, went down in the west; a long bar of dusky gray outlined a cloud low upon the horizon in the northeast.