There for the matter of twenty minutes Hussin chose to guide us through deep, clogging snow.

He wanted to avoid any sound till we were well beyond earshot of the house.

Then we struck a by-path which presently merged in a hard highway, running, as I judged, south-west by west.

There we delayed no longer, but galloped furiously into the dark.
I had got back all my exhilaration.

Indeed I was intoxicated with the movement, and could have laughed out loud and sung.