One does not note how the miles go when one finds sport such as this, and presently we began to be sure that we had ridden farther than we had thought.

We knew, as we thought, the direction from which we had come, and steered, sailor-wise, by the sunset.

But we could take no straight course because of the hills, and we were as often off the line as on.
Then crept up the mist from the valleys, and we had nought to steer by, for the wind dropped.

Then I said: "Let the horses take us home; they know better than we." So we rode on slowly until darkness came, but never saw so much as a light that might guide us.

And presently we let the dogs loose, thinking that they would go homewards.