Then when the dust-cloud vanished into the straggling town, he hurried on again, for if they pushed on through the darkness, he would have to follow by the sound of their wheels.
He came through Apricale at a moderate speed.

Then a mile beyond it, as he came to the top of a little hill, he saw the carriage moving slowly down an avenue, to a house on the left, some hundred yards from the road.

He stopped the car with a jerk, backed it a little way down the hill, and from the brow watched the carriage drive up to the house.
Then the sun set, and the swift twilight fell.
He set about filling up the petrol tank, and making sure that the lamp was ready to light.

Then he backed the car into a clump of trees, and set out across the fields for the house.

It was the dark hour after sunset, and he found most of the bushes thorny.