and
trained to follow the faintest track, the slightest clew. The moon was
out, and they saw him clearly, though the marvelous fleetness of his
stride had borne him far ahead in the few moments' start he had gained.
He heard the beat of their many feet on the stones, the dull thud of
their running, the loud clamor of the mob, the shrill cries of the
Hebrew offering gold with frantic lavishness to whoever should stop
his prey. All the breathless excitation, all the keen and desperate
straining, all the tension of the neck-and-neck struggle that he had
known so often over the brown autumn country of the Shires at home, he
knew now, intensified to wordnetfear, made deadly with , changed into
a race for life and death.

Yet, with it the wild blood in him woke; the recklessness of peril,
the daring and defiant courage that lay beneath his  and 
heated his veins and spurred his strength; he was ready to die if they
chose to slaughter him; but for his freedom he strove as men will strive
for life; to  them, to escape them, he would have breathed his
last at the goal; they might  him down, if they would, but he swore
in his teeth to die free.

Some Germans in his path