From down in the valley came the sound of voices.

The small valley they had been in came to an end suddenly against a mountain.

The spot they had stopped was where two small valleys came together.

From the floor of the valley came a labored whistling sound.

The valley had come to an end, and the light seemed to increase, as if dawn was breaking.

When it was time to brand, the whole valley came.

As they climbed higher the entire valley came into view.

Up they went, and the next valley came into view.

It is, however, the point where the valley comes apart, dividing into a western and an eastern branch.

I'm going to fire a bursting shell at the point where the two valleys come together.