"Maybe we'll meet him on the way up."
"If we do be sure you stop the carriage."
"But if he doesn't stop his?"
"Then I'll stop it. Keep a sharp look-out. I'm tired, but oh! I do feel so excited. You look out all the time on your side, and I'll do the same on mine."
"Well, but we meet everything on the—"
"Never mind! Oh, don't be practical at such a moment! He might pass us on any side."
Alston laughed and obeyed her mandate.
They were a long way up the hill, and were near to the church of the Holy Trinity when Charmian cried out:
"There's a carriage coming. I believe he's in it."
"Why?"