Round the edge of the clearing the trees rose massed and dark like a cliff's face.

He turned his head upwards.
'Look, Drake!' he cried suddenly, and pointed an arm eastwards.

The man opposite to him took his pipe from his mouth and looked in that direction.

The purple was fading out of the sky, leaving it livid.
'I see,' said Drake shortly, and, replacing his pipe, he rose to his feet.

His four companions looked quickly at each other and the eldest of them spoke.
'Look here, Drake,' said he, 'I have been thinking about this business all night, and the more I think of it the less I like it.