"We were lucky, you and I, to find this place." The horse neighed ever so gently, and rubbed his nose up and down.

After a while the darkness began to increase.

Ned knew that it was not a new development of the storm, but the coming of night, and he grew anxious again.

He and his horse, however secure at the present moment, could not stay always in that dip among the bushes.

Yet he did not dare to leave it.