Are we mighty near to the top of the pass, Mr.
Petty ?" "Got two or three miles yet.

The slope is steeper on the other side.

We rise a lot more before we hit the top." The wind grew stronger with every rod they ascended, and the horses began to pant with their severe exertions.

At Petty's suggestion the three riders dismounted and walked for a while, leading their horses.
The rain turned to a fine hail and stung their faces.

Had it not been for his two good comrades Dick would have found his situation inexpressibly lonely and dreary.