But he fought his way up with his burden, though his body was swaying and his head was dizzy when he reached the top.
He did not stop for a moment.

Still holding her fast he set out, not for Flint House, but to the churchtown.

Dizzy, panting, and staggering, he struggled on across the moors, and as he walked he listened anxiously for any sound from the inanimate form in his arms.
But she lay still and motionless against his breast.
On he went until he reached the churchtown, and made his way up the empty street to Dr.Ravenshaw's house.

He turned in the garden gate, and beat with his heavy boot against the closed door..