Twice he dropped it and scattered them over the turf.

She chid him but gently and carried it herself.
But destiny, which dogs the steps of princes, was leading him to a catastrophe.

The basket was large and growing heavy; but the indefatigable Pollyooly pushed deeper into the marsh.

They had crossed several dykes safely; then they came to a plank over a small dyke, nearly dried up.

Pollyooly took every possible care to get the expedition across safely.