It had not yet dried after the rain, and their feet therefore left no marks on it.
"That was a sharp run, Roger," Oswald said as, with rapid but stealthy steps, they strode along.
"Ay, it was.

My breath was coming short, when you gave the word to stop.

Another half mile would have finished me.

Those Welshmen run well." "I have no doubt we should have beaten them, easily enough, on the open ground, Roger; but they are more accustomed to this forest work than we are.
"Mind where you tread, and don't put your foot on fallen sticks.

There must be scores of them in the forest behind, yet, though I don't think that they have struck our track.