As for the Squire's clothes, handkerchief, and spectacle-case, they must be put out of sight with all dispatch.

So, going to a morass not remote, Israel sunk them deep down, and heaped tufts of the rank sod upon them.

Then returning to the field of corn, sat down under the lee of a rock, about a hundred yards from where the scarecrow had stood, thinking which way he now had best direct his steps.

But his late ramble coming after so long a deprivation of rest, soon produced effects not so easy to be shaken off, as when reposing upon the haycock.

He felt less anxious too, since changing his apparel.
So before he was aware, he fell into deep sleep.
When he awoke, the sun was well up in the sky.