The building will stretch out quite a ways.

Three or four hundred feet long it will be, and about five stories in height," and taking a letter from the envelope, he sat down upon a fallen log and began rapidly to sketch.
He drew the hotel with wide-spreading Spanish roofs and balconies, and a wide porch with rippling water in front of it, and rowboats and people in them; and behind the hotel rose the broken sky-line of the hills and the trees, with an indication of fleecy clouds above.

It was just a light sketch, a sort of shorthand picture, as it were, and yet it seemed full of sunlight and of atmosphere.
"I hadn't any idea you could draw like that," she exclaimed in admiration.
"I do a little of everything, I think, but nothing perfectly," he admitted with some regret.
"It seems to me you do everything excellently," she objected quite seriously; and she was, in fact, deeply impressed.
He walked over to the stream, a trifle confused, but not displeased, by any means, by the earnestness of her compliment.
"I must have the water analyzed to see if it has any medicinal virtue," he said.

"The spring out of which we drank has a sweetish-like taste, but the water here--" and he caught up some of it in his hand and tasted it, "seems to be slightly salt." He had left her sitting on the log with the sketch in her lap.

Now the sketch fluttered to the ground and the letter turned over, right side up.