It was impossible, he said, to move from this spot by his own strength.

All his powers were exhausted by his walk from Bush Hill.
I endeavoured, by arguments and railleries, to revive his courage.

The pure air of the country would exhilarate him into new life.

He might stop at every fifty yards, and rest upon the green sod.

If overtaken by the night, we would procure a lodging, by address and importunity; but, if every door should be shut against us, we should at least enjoy the shelter of some barn, and might diet wholesomely upon the new-laid eggs that we should find there.