A little while after supper a large covered waggon drew up before the door.

They got in and the waggon drove off.
On and on, all through the dark night they drove.

About three o'clock, George heard the click of a horse's hoof coming behind them.
'That's Simeon,' said Phineas, who was driving, as he pulled up the horses to listen.
'Halloa, there, Simeon,' he shouted, 'what news?
Are they coming ?' 'Yes, right on behind, eight or ten of them.' 'Oh! what shall we do ?' groaned Eliza.
But Phineas knew the road well.

He lashed the horses till they flew along, the waggon rattling and jumping over the hard road behind them.
[Illustration] On they went till they came to a place where the rocks rose straight up from the road like a wall.

It seemed impossible for any one to climb up there.