'In this darkness they will make little distinction between persons.' 'Keep a good heart,' shouted the old soldier, who was now leading us by twenty yards or more.

'We can hear them because the wind blows from that way, but it's odds whether they have heard us.

Methinks they slacken in their pursuit.' 'The sound of their horses has indeed grown fainter,' said I joyfully.
'So faint that I can hear it no longer,' my companion cried.
We reined up our panting steeds and strained our ears, but not a sound could we hear save the gentle murmur of the breeze amongst the whin-bushes, and the melancholy cry of the night-jar.

Behind us the broad rolling plain, half light and half shadow, stretched away to the dim horizon without sign of life or movement.

'We have either outstripped them completely, or else they have given up the chase,' said I.'What ails the horses that they should tremble and snort ?' 'My poor beast is nearly done for,' Reuben remarked, leaning forward and passing his hand down the creature's reeking neck.
'For all that we cannot rest,' said Saxon.