"Out with you now, and run home. I want to speak to Mrs. Price."
The boys tumbled out, clutching their bags. Jacob went to the lodge: when he came back, the boys were gone. They had run across the road and scrambled over the low fence into a field, where they hid, until Jacob came out and put his horse into a brisk trot.
"We won't go by that road, because we'd meet him coming back," said Frank. "We'll go along by the wall; it's nice and shady, too. By-and-by, we'll buy some bread, and ask the way to Liverpool. This bag is very heavy."
"So is mine," said Fred; "but come along. It's very jolly!"
Away they went—poor Janet's babies!
"WE'LL GO ALONG BY THE WALL."
[CHAPTER VII.]
THE BOYS' ESCAPE.