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Eastward the mountains rose, ridge behind ridge into the morning, and vanished out of eyesight into a guess: it was no more than a guess of blue and a remote white glimmer blending with the hem of the sky, but it spoke to them...
When they caught a glimpse of the country westward the distant Forest seemed to be smoking, as if the fallen rain was steaming up again from leaf and root and mould.
A great barrow stood there.
He dared not move, but lay as he found himself: flat on his back upon a cold stone with his hands on his breast.
On their heads were circlets, gold chains were about their waists, and on their fingers were many rings.
Northward beyond the dwindling downs the land ran away in flats and swellings of grey and green and pale earth-colours, until it faded into a featureless and shadowy distance.
They took a deep draught of the air, and felt that a skip and a few stout strides would bear them wherever they wished.
He wavered, groping in his pocket, and then fought with himself again; and as he did so the arm crept nearer.
They bowed, but with the wave of her arm she bade them look round; and they looked out from the hill-top over lands under the morning.
Soon they were leading their ponies in a single file over the rim and down the long northward slope of the hill, down into a foggy sea.