In this way he learned many particulars of the toilsome journey that was being made by his friends.

Sim's strength had failed him, and Ralph had wished to leave him at a lodging on the road while he himself pushed forward to Carlisle.

But Sim had prayed to be taken on, and eventually a countryman going to the Carlisle market, and with space for one only on his cart, had offered to give Sim a lift.

Of this tender the friends had thankfully availed themselves.
It was only too clear from every detail which Robbie gleaned that Ralph was straining every muscle to reach Carlisle.

What terrible destiny could it be that was thus compelling him to fly, perhaps to his death! Mile after mile Robbie plodded along the weary road.