I came into a country lane, and I also came into the van of the pursuit, which must have taken a short cut.

They shouted when they saw me, but I had a small start, and legged it down that road in the belief that I was making for open country.
That was where I was wrong.

The road took me round to the other side of the town, and just when I was beginning to think I had a fair chance I saw before me the lights of a signal-box and a little to the left of it the lights of the station.

In half an hour's time the Edinburgh train would be leaving, but I had made that impossible.

Behind me I could hear the pursuers, giving tongue like hound puppies, for they had attracted some pretty drunken gentlemen to their party.