The long street rising and falling and rising again until its farthest crest high in the east seemed to brush the fading stars, was deserted even by the private watch-men that guarded the homes of the apprehensive in the Western Addition. Alexina darted across and into the shadows of the avenue that led up to her old-fashioned home, a relic of San Francisco"s "early days," perched high on the steepest of the casual hills in that city of a hundred hills. Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге The Sisters-In-Law (Gertrude Franklin Horn Atherton)