There are cases in which a fondness for sherry cobblers provides a sufficient explanation for greater incongruities." It was apparently a relief to talk of something, for there was no doubt that all of them had felt the tension of the last few minutes; but Weston cut short the discussion.
"We must get water to-morrow, anyway," he said.

"Had you any trouble about it, Grenfell, the time you struck the lake ?" Grenfell sat down on a fragment of the charred log and seemed to consider.
"No," he said slowly.

"That is, we didn't quite run out of it, though once or twice for several days we came across only a small creek or two.

There were signs that in some seasons it would be a dry country." He broke off and looked up at the range, while the faces of the others grew intent as they watched him.
"In a way all that's familiar," he said; "but I've felt the same thing in other places, and I can't be sure." "Anyway," remarked Weston, "if there was a lake up yonder, the creek would naturally flow through the valley.

It must have an outlet, and we're going up-grade." "The creek," said Grenfell, sharply, "went down the other side.