There was no indication of running water in the north, though perhaps there might be stagnant water among the marshes in the northeast; but that was all, in addition to the downs, sand, and aridity which contrasted so strongly with the luxuriant vegetation of the rest of the island.
The volcano did not occupy the central part; it rose, on the contrary, in the northwestern region, and seemed to mark the boundary of the two zones.

At the southwest, at the south, and the southeast, the first part of the spurs were hidden under masses of verdure.

At the north, on the contrary, one could follow their ramifications, which died away on the sandy plains.

It was on this side that, at the time when the mountain was in a state of eruption, the discharge had worn away a passage, and a large heap of lava had spread to the narrow jaw which formed the northeastern gulf.
Cyrus Harding and his companions remained an hour at the top of the mountain.

The island was displayed under their eyes, like a plan in relief with different tints, green for the forests, yellow for the sand, blue for the water.