The neighboring country was rugged and lonely, but a trail ran south through the woods to the American frontier.

When the cars stopped he pushed down the window and looked out.
Small trees grew along the track and the light from the cars touched their branches.

The line was checkered by illuminated patches and belts of gloom.

Lister heard somebody open the baggage car and then saw a man run along the line beside the train.

Another jumped off a platform and they met not far from Lister's window.