The house has no windows in the side that faces the orchard.
The rays of the afternoon sun were beaming along the orchard grass when at last we launched the raft.

She floated out beyond reach with the last shove of the launching.

But Oswald waded out and towed her back; he is not afraid of worms.

Yet if he had known of the other things that were in the bottom of that moat he would have kept his boots on.

So would the others, especially Dora, as you will see.
At last the gallant craft rode upon the waves.