They took, therefore, the first opportunity of purchasing two suits similar to those worn by Polish peasants, and, entering a wood, dressed themselves in their new attire, and, rolling their dirt-stained uniforms into a bundle, thrust them into a clump of underwood.

Into this Jack also joyfully tossed his crutches and strap.

Dick had long been able to dispense with his sling, but the wound on his face was scarcely healed, and was still angry-looking and irritable.
They now trudged steadily along, avoiding all conversation as much as possible, and making their purchases only in a quiet villages.

They met many bodies of troops moving about the roads, and although they could understand nothing of the language, and were wholly ignorant of what was going on, they judged from the manner in which these troops marched, by the advance guard thrown out in front, the strong detachments which accompanied the baggage, and the general air of vigilance which marked them, that the country was in a troubled state.
Once convinced of this, they took care to conceal themselves whenever they saw troops approaching, as they feared that questions might be addressed to them which they might find it difficult to answer.

There was the less difficulty in their doing this as the country was for the most part thickly wooded, the roads sometimes running for miles through forests.