When we had covered half this open road, we took to the sod at the roadside to avoid raising a telltale cloud of dust.

After a hard gallop we reached a forest where the road again left the river.

Here we halted to breathe our horses and to watch the road on the right bank.

After ten minutes we became uneasy and began to fear that the duke's cavalcade had passed us, but Max insisted that our fears were groundless.
"Their dust could not have settled so quickly," he declared.

"We should see at least traces of it.