They came across a riding-trail dotted with great mounds of horse manure, 
and began following it uphill. Soon the trail was hemmed in between dry stone 
walls, which Rita said that one of her friends in Dovetail had made. Forest 
gave way to pastures, then lawns like jade glaciers, and great houses on 
hilltops, surrounded by geometric hedges and ramparts of flowers. The trail 
became a cobblestone road that adopted new lanes from time to time as they rode 
into town. The mountain kept rising up above them for some distance, and on its 
green summit, half veiled behind a thin cloud layer, Nell could see Source 
Victoria.