There is a wood, a mile or so ahead; we will leave the road there." They were riding on the margin of turf, bordering the road on either side, so as to avoid the dust that lay thick and white upon it; and they held on at an easy canter, till they reached the trees.

Then, at Philip's order, they scattered and went at a walk; so as to avoid leaving marks that could be seen, at once, by anyone following them.

A couple of hundred yards farther, they came upon a stream running through a wood.

It was but a few inches deep.
"This will do for us," Philip said.

"Now, follow me in single file, and see that your horses step always in the water." He led them across the road, and on for half a mile.