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'
What
direction
did
he
take
?
'
he
asked
,
catching
up
a
heavy
stick
which
was
standing
in
a
corner
.
'
That
,
'
replied
Oliver
,
pointing
out
the
course
the
man
had
taken
;
'
I
missed
them
in
an
instant
.
'
'
Then
,
they
are
in
the
ditch
!
'
said
Harry
.
'
Follow
!
And
keep
as
near
me
,
as
you
can
.
'
So
saying
,
he
sprang
over
the
hedge
,
and
darted
off
with
a
speed
which
rendered
it
matter
of
exceeding
difficulty
for
the
others
to
keep
near
him
.
Giles
followed
as
well
as
he
could
;
and
Oliver
followed
too
;
and
in
the
course
of
a
minute
or
two
,
Mr.
Losberne
,
who
had
been
out
walking
,
and
just
then
returned
,
tumbled
over
the
hedge
after
them
,
and
picking
himself
up
with
more
agility
than
he
could
have
been
supposed
to
possess
,
struck
into
the
same
course
at
no
contemptible
speed
,
shouting
all
the
while
,
most
prodigiously
,
to
know
what
was
the
matter
.
On
they
all
went
;
nor
stopped
they
once
to
breathe
,
until
the
leader
,
striking
off
into
an
angle
of
the
field
indicated
by
Oliver
,
began
to
search
,
narrowly
,
the
ditch
and
hedge
adjoining
;
which
afforded
time
for
the
remainder
of
the
party
to
come
up
;
and
for
Oliver
to
communicate
to
Mr.
Losberne
the
circumstances
that
had
led
to
so
vigorous
a
pursuit
.
The
search
was
all
in
vain
.
There
were
not
even
the
traces
of
recent
footsteps
,
to
be
seen
.
They
stood
now
,
on
the
summit
of
a
little
hill
,
commanding
the
open
fields
in
every
direction
for
three
or
four
miles
.
There
was
the
village
in
the
hollow
on
the
left
;
but
,
in
order
to
gain
that
,
after
pursuing
the
track
Oliver
had
pointed
out
,
the
men
must
have
made
a
circuit
of
open
ground
,
which
it
was
impossible
they
could
have
accomplished
in
so
short
a
time
.
A
thick
wood
skirted
the
meadow-land
in
another
direction
;
but
they
could
not
have
gained
that
covert
for
the
same
reason
.
'
It
must
have
been
a
dream
,
Oliver
,
'
said
Harry
Maylie
.
'
Oh
no
,
indeed
,
sir
,
'
replied
Oliver
,
shuddering
at
the
very
recollection
of
the
old
wretch
's
countenance
;
'
I
saw
him
too
plainly
for
that
.
I
saw
them
both
,
as
plainly
as
I
see
you
now
.
'
'
Who
was
the
other
?
'
inquired
Harry
and
Mr.
Losberne
,
together
.
'
The
very
same
man
I
told
you
of
,
who
came
so
suddenly
upon
me
at
the
inn
,
'
said
Oliver
.
'
We
had
our
eyes
fixed
full
upon
each
other
;
and
I
could
swear
to
him
.
'
