He lifted her gently in his arms, dropping her head over his shoulder.

"Now," he said cheerfully, "you keep a good lookout that way, and I this, and we'll soon be there." The idea seemed to please her.

After Clarence had stumbled on for a few moments, she said, "Do you see anything, Kla'uns ?" "Not yet." "No more don't I." This equality of perception apparently satisfied her.
Presently she lay more limp in his arms.

She was asleep.
The sun was sinking lower; it had already touched the edge of the horizon, and was level with his dazzled and straining eyes.

At times it seemed to impede his eager search and task his vision.