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There were people passing on the road, an old man in a cart, a woman, and two men carrying a jug between them, but Phil was scarcely aware of them, or even of the lank man beside him, so absorbing were his thoughts, until the man rose, clasping his books in both hands and running his tongue over his lips.
His mouth worked nervously. “I must be off, I must be off. There they are again, and the last time I thought I should perish ere I got free of them. O well-beloved, O well-beloved! they have spied me already. If I got by the road, they'll have me; I must go by wood and field.”
Turning abruptly, he plunged through a copse and over a hill, whence, his very gait showing his fear, he speedily disappeared.
And the two men, having set their jug down beside the road, were laughing till they reeled against each other, to see him go.