To the left of the line there was a misty glimpse of water over a foreground of charred stumps.
On the other side rose a bank of scrubby wood, broken by a patch of clearing, which held a rude log-cabin.

What was she to do with Philip all day?
Suddenly a cow appeared on the patch of grass round the log hut.

With a sound of jubilation, Yerkes threw down his dusting brush and rushed out of the car.

Elizabeth watched him pursue the cow, and disappear round a corner.

What on earth was he about?
Philip had apparently not yet been called.