"Stop!" A swift prayer burst from Timokles' lips.

He fled on, his pursuer so near sometimes that Timokles' heart failed him.
"Stop!" screamed his foe.

"Stop!" The fierce command pulsed through Timokles' brain.

The man behind suddenly slipped, stumbling over the stones.

He fell heavily, and in that instant's time, Timokles darted forward behind one of the rocks, and, creeping underneath it, lay breathless in the darkness.
The man struggled to his feet.