"We cannot stay here!" she protested.
"No," Stewart agreed. "Do you think you can climb this wall? We may find cover on the other side."
"Of course I can," and she tried to rise, but Stewart had to assist her. "I do not know what is the matter," she panted, as she clung to him. "I can scarcely stand!"
"It's the reaction," said Stewart. "It was bound to come, sooner or later. I had my attack back there on the road. Now I am going to lift you on top of the wall."
She threw one leg over it and sat astride.
"Oh, I have dropped the bundle," she said.
"Have you been carrying it all this time?" Stewart demanded.
"Why, of course. It weighs nothing."
Stewart, groping angrily along the base of the wall, found it, tucked it under his arm, scrambled over, and lifted her down.
"Now, forward!" he said.