Eames, as he had purposed, made a leap almost sideways at a thick hedge which divided the field from one of the Guestwick copses.

There was a fairly broad ditch, and on the other side a quickset hedge, which had, however, been weakened and injured by trespassers at this corner, close to the gate.

Eames was young and active and jumped well.

He jumped so well that he carried his body full into the middle of the quickset, and then scrambled through to the other side, not without much injury to his clothes, and some damage also to his hands and face.
The beast, recovering from his shock against the wooden bars, looked wistfully at his last retreating enemy, as he still struggled amidst the bushes.

He looked at the ditch and at the broken hedge, but he did not understand how weak were the impediments in his way.