He was forced to watch his steps here, but, when he was at the bottom and looked up, the blue flame was still before him.

On it went over the next slope and he followed at speed, noticing with joy that the rocky nature of the ground continued, and the most skillful warrior who ever lived must spend many minutes hunting his traces.

He had no doubt that he was gaining and he had proof of it in the fact that the pursuers now uttered no cry.

Had they been closing in on him they would have called to one another in triumph.
Well for him that he was so strong and sound of heart and lung! Well for him too that he was borne up by a great spirit and by his belief that a supreme power was working in his behalf.

He felt little weariness as he climbed a ridge.