At last he heard very faintly the sound of galloping hoofs below him on the road.

He ran back to Gaydon.
"It might be a courier to arrest us.

If I shout, drive fast as you can to Nazareth, and from Nazareth to Italy." He hurried down the road and was hailed by O'Toole.
"I have it," said he.

Wogan turned and ran by O'Toole's stirrup to the carriage.
"The landlady has a good conscience and sleeps well," said O'Toole.

"I found the house dark and the doors shut.