Keep on the edge of the road, and dodge as you go.

The chances are they will run down below, to see what has happened." At the top of their speed, they dashed down the road.

No shot was fired from the wall, Dick's conjecture that the first impulse of the sentries would be to run down below having been justified.

They were a couple of hundred yards away, before two shots were fired from the gate.

The bullets whistled by harmlessly.
"We are all right now," Dick cried.