I had now arrived at that particular point of my walk where four roads
to Hampstead, along which I had returned, the road
to Finchley, the road
to West End, and the road
back to London.
After a while, they came to the place where five roads
branched in different directions; Dorothy pointed to one, and said:
"Good!" said the mender of roads
, with an air of mystery.
And south they went, along roads
that steadily grew worse, through the dairy country of Langlois and through thick pine forests to Port Orford, where Saxon picked jeweled agates on the beach while Billy caught enormous rockcod.
Years afterward, when the open-grazing days were over, and the red grass had been ploughed under and under until it had almost disappeared from the prairie; when all the fields were under fence, and the roads
no longer ran about like wild things, but followed the surveyed section-lines, Mr.
Now, der's two roads
to de river,--de dirt road
and der pike,--which Mas'r mean to take?"
The horse kept straight along the road
through the drifted snow, and before they had gone another hundred yards the straight line of the dark wattle wall of a barn showed up black before them, its roof heavily covered with snow which poured down from it.
If Kutuzov decided to abandon the road
connecting him with the troops arriving from Russia, he would have to march with no road
into unknown parts of the Bohemian mountains, defending himself against superior forces of the enemy and abandoning all hope of a junction with Buxhowden.
"Yes, but he didn't say anything about shaking him up over forty miles of rough road
," the other protested.
Sparks and burning twigs began to fall into the road
, and single leaves like puffs of flame.
TO THE MEMORY OF Aunt Mary Lawson WHO TOLD ME MANY OF THE TALES REPEATED BY THE STORY GIRL Once upon a time we all walked on the golden road
. It was a fair highway, through the Land of Lost Delight; shadow and sunshine were blessedly mingled, and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and a new loveliness to eager hearts and unspoiled eyes.
MY curiosity, in a sense, was stronger than my fear, for I could not remain where I was, but crept back to the bank again, whence, sheltering my head behind a bush of broom, I might command the road
before our door.