It was not long before the wayside trees began to dimly show spaces between them, and the ferns to give way to lower, thick-set shrubs, which in turn yielded to a velvety moss, with long quiet intervals of netted and tangled grasses.

The regular fall of the horses' feet became a mere rhythmic throbbing.
Then suddenly a single hoof rang out sharply on stone, and the first speaker reined in slightly.
"Thank the Lord we're on the ridge now! and the rest is easy.

Tell you what, though, boys, now we're all right, I don't mind saying that I didn't take no stock in that blamed corpse light down there.

If there ever was a will-o'-the-wisp on a square up mountain, that was one.

It wasn't no window! Some of ye thought ye saw a face too--eh ?" "Yes, and a rather pretty one," said the pleasant voice meditatively.
"That's the way they'd build that sort of thing, of course.