midnight
Henry turned from the north to the west , and led now at a pace that was little more than a walk . Paul and Sol drew deep breaths , as they felt the heavenly air flowing back into their lungs and the spring returning to their muscles . They went in Indian file , five dusky figures in the shadow , a faint moonlight touching them but wanly , and all silent . Thus they marched until past midnight , and they heard nothing behind them . Then their leader stopped , and the others , without a word , stopped with him . `` I think we 've shaken 'em off , '' said Henry , `` and we 'd better rest and sleep . Then we can make up our plans . ''