"[...]spiny stems or sprawled over the ground more like strange water-growths that had survived the emptying of an inland sea than vegetation of the land. Once the dog's tracks led aside to a scummy puddle, saucered by alkali, dotted with the spoor of desert animals that drank the bitter water in extremity. Then it ran straight to a wide reef of lava. Sandy set down the collie. Grit ran fast across the pitted surface, ahead of the horses, waiting for them to cross the lava. They had hard work to get him to come to hand again, but he gave in at last to the knowledge that they would not go on otherwise. "Sand's too hot fo' yore pads, dawg," said Sandy, "Raise the mischief with[...]."
- Paperback | 272 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 12.7mm | 394.62g
- 10 Mar 2015
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- United States
- black & white illustrations