They seized ivory and retreated into the trackless wastes of the north before the guardians of the territory they raped could be made aware of their presence.
And there comes the evening over the lonely meadows deserted by herds, through trackless paths, carrying cool draughts of peace in her golden pitcher from the western ocean of rest.
" Is this the Blackwater Rush" ? They had ridden so far in rain and darkness, through trackless woods and nameless villages, that Arya had lost all sense of where they were.
I must leave them, if only because they stimulate me to wander from my subject into trackless forests where I shall be lost and, very likely, devoured by wild beasts.
The young man so shaped his trackless course as to impinge on the path a little ahead of this coloured form, and when he drew near her he smiled and reddened.
The world—the small round world! what a vast mysterious place it must seem to baby eyes! What a trackless continent the back garden appears! What marvelous explorations they make in the cellar under the stairs!