escaped about six this evening.
Believed to have gone to his house.
He _suspects_.

If you see him, shoot on sight." I turned to the man.
"Had Mr.Carr a horse ?" I asked.
"No, sir; left on foot." "But there are horses at his house." "No, sir, the colonel has borrowed them all." "Why do you think he's gone there ?" "Couldn't come along the road to Whittingham, sir, it's patrolled." There was still a chance.

It was ten miles across the country from the colonel's to Johnny's and six miles on from Johnny's to Whittingham.
The man divined my thoughts.
"He can't go fast, sir, he's wounded in the leg.

If he goes home first, as he will, because he doesn't know his horses are gone, he can't get here before eleven at the earliest." "How was he wounded ?" I asked.

"Tell me what the colonel did to him, and be short." "Yes, sir.