At last they came one afternoon to a place where the orge in which they were travelling widened out， and dark r woods rose on either side. They looked ahead and saw hat they had come through the mountains. Before them y a desolate， rocky plain： beyond it， further mountains apped with snow. But between them and those further ountains rose a low hill with an irregular flattish top. “Look！ Look！” cried Jill， and pointed across the plain； and here， through the gathering dusk， from beyond the flat hill， veryone saw lights. Lights！ Not moonlight， nor fires， but a omely cheering row of lighted windows. If you have never een in the wild wilderness， day and night， for weeks， you ill hardly understand how they felt.
