“Do you know, Jane,” continued Dr. Brown, “that at this present moment you are passing through scenery of its kind unsurpassed possibly in the world?”
“I was talking to Larry, Papa,” said Jane, and they all laughed at her.
“I was talking to Jane,” said Larry.
“But look at this world about you,” continued her father, “and look, do look at the moon coming up behind you away at the prairie rim.” They all turned about except Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, whose eyes were glued to the two black ruts before her cutting through the grass. “Oh, wonderful, wonderful,” breathed Dr. Brown. “Would it be possible to pause, Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, at the top of this rise?”
“No,” said Mrs. Waring-Gaunt, “but at the top of the rise beyond, where you will get the full sweep of the country in both directions.”
“Is that where we get your lake, Nora,” inquired Jane, “and the valley beyond up to the mountains?”
“How do you know?” said Nora.
“I remember Larry told me once,” she said.
“That's the spot,” said Nora. “But don't look around now. Wait until you are told.”
“Papa,” said Jane in a quiet, matter-of-fact voice, “what is it that Tom is doing?” Larry shouted.