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Lightning had reached the summit of a "saddle" between two considerable hills. The hills themselves were wood-clad, but the "saddle" between them was grass-grown and open, and a wide view of the valley of Whale River spread out before him.
The old man had reined in his horse, and sat meditatively munching his tobacco as he searched for the thing he expected to find. He was looking for McFardell's newly-enclosed pasture somewhere there down on the river bank. He found it quickly. Yes, it was there, away to the east about a mile. And beyond that, just above the tree-tops, he beheld the drift of smoke which indicated his clearing.