But she had not yet seen the desert that had haunted her for a year.

When she reached the summit of the knoll and gazed out across the open space it seemed that she must stand spellbound.

How green the cedared foreground--how gray and barren the downward slope--how wonderful the painted steppes! The vision that had lived in her memory shrank to nothingness.

The reality was immense, more than beautiful, appalling in its isolation, beyond comprehension with its lure and strength to uplift.
But the superintendent drew her attention to the business at hand.
Carley had planned an L-shaped house of one story.

Some of her ideas appeared to be impractical, and these she abandoned.