When the men saw their leader first wounded, and then thrown down, they all ran away.
Mounting their horses, they rode off as fast as they could, leaving Tom Loker lying on the ground wounded and groaning with pain.
As soon as Phineas and the others saw that the wicked men had really ridden away, they climbed down, meaning to walk along the road till they met Simeon.
They had just reached the bottom, when they saw him coming back with the waggon and two other men.
'Now we are safe,' cried Phineas joyfully.
'Well, do stop then,' said Eliza, 'and do something for that poor man.
He is groaning dreadfully.' 'It would be no more than Christian,' said George.

'Let us take him with us.' They lifted the wounded man gently, as if he had been a friend instead of a cruel enemy, and laid him in the waggon.

Then they all set out once more.
[Illustration] A drive of about an hour brought them to a neat farm-house.

There the tired travellers were kindly received and given a good breakfast.
Tom Loker was put into a comfortable bed, far cleaner and softer than any he had ever slept in before.

George and Eliza walked about the garden hand-in-hand, feeling happy together, and almost safe.