But this was only for a moment, for the anguish came back and grew apace, and I fell to thinking dismally of the plight we were in.
How things had been against us in these last days! First there was losing the Why Not?
and that was bad enough; second, there was the being known by the Excise for smugglers, and perhaps for murderers; third and last, there was the breaking of my leg, which made escape so difficult.

But, most of all, there came before my eyes that grey face turned up against the morning sun, and I thought of all it meant for Grace, and would have given my own life to call back that of our worst enemy.
Then Elzevir sat up, stretching himself like one waking out of sleep, and said: 'We must be gone.

They will not be back for some time yet, and, when they come, will not think to search closely for us hereabouts; but that we cannot risk, and must get clear away.

This leg of thine will keep us tied for weeks, and we must find some place where we can lie hid, and tend it.

Now, I know such a hiding-hole in Purbeck, which they call Joseph's Pit, and thither we must go; but it will take all the day to get there, for it is seven miles off, and I am older than I was, and thou too heavy a babe to carry over lightly.' I did not know the pit he spoke of, but was glad to hear of some place, however far off, where I could lie still and get ease from the pain.