"It will do her good." Yet it was not for her good he wished her to sleep, but for his own peace.
The pink faded from the sky, but the sun did not shine forth brightly.
It remained wan and cold, like a moon behind grey vapours.
"I'll not get back in a week, or on wheels," said Saul.

He spoke more cheerfully than was pleasing to his employer.
"If it snows ye'll have to hire a sleigh and get back the first minute you can." The reply was stern.
The elder and bigger man made no further comment.

However much he might desire to be kept in the gay world by the weather, the stronger will and intellect, for the hour at least, dominated his intention.
They rowed their boat past the head of the river.

In an hour they had reached that part of the shore from which the inland road might be gained.

They again loaded the cart.