He could not walk fast enough.

They had gone a hundred yards from the house when Brett suddenly stopped and checked his companion.
Behind the yew trees on the left, and rendered invisible by a stout hedge, a man was running--running at top speed, with the labouring breath of one unaccustomed to the exercise.

The barrister sprang over the strip of turf, passed among the trees, and plunged into the hedge regardless of thorns.
He came back instantly.
"There is a footpath across the park, leading towards the lodge gates.
Where does it come out ?" he asked, speaking rapidly in a low tone.
"It enters, the road near the avenue, close to the gates.

It leads from a farmhouse." "A lady is walking through the park towards the lodge.

Capella is running to intercept her.