Paul was panting, and being the younger and smaller of the two his strength was now failing.

Henry felt his comrade dragging upon his hand.

If he freed himself from Paul's grasp he could run faster, but he remembered his silent resolve to take Paul back to his people.

Even were it not for those others at Wareville he could never desert his friend at such a moment.

So he pulled on Paul's hand to hasten his speed, and together the boys went on.
The two noticed presently that they were not alone in their flight, a circumstance that had escaped them in the first hurry and confusion.
Deer and rabbits, too, flew before the hurricane of fire.