Once the cart ahead of him was stopped by a sentry and some conversation ensued.

Then it went on again; and so did John, unmolested.

It was weary work, that journey through Heidelberg, and full of terrors for John, who every moment expected to be stopped and dragged off ignominiously to gaol.

The horses, too, were dead beat, and made frantic attempts to turn and stop at every house.

But, somehow, they won through the little place, and then were halted once more.