At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search
When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza.
I realized that the crest must be within the range of…
At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road.
What art thrusting that thief-catcher into my face?
We can’t possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common. “But where are we to go?” said my wife in terror. I thought perplexed. Then I remembered her cousins at Leatherhead.
