All I can say is that we must be going right.

We're making for the river, and we can't do better.

It may be many, many miles away still!" "Well, let's keep on.

There's one comfort: the enemy don't seem to be after us." "No," said Ingleborough, after a good look back, and speaking very drily; "they don't seem to be, but I don't trust them.

They mean to run us down; but we'll give them their work first." In this spirit the fugitives rode steadily on hour after hour till the evening came, and then there was nothing for it but to look out for some halting-place with cover and feed for the ponies.
"We can't keep on without giving them a rest," said Ingleborough; "for we may have to ride all day to-morrow." "What ?" cried West.