"We're almost there," the girl said forcefully as she dragged him, "I read in a book that water can throw pursuing hounds off scent. There's a pond ahead, hide in it, and the hounds won't be able to find you."
Alive, who wants to die?
He didn't want to run anymore because he felt he surely couldn't escape.
Hearing the girl say their route was planned for escape, not just reckless running, he forced himself up from the ground and followed the girl through another alley.
Sure enough, at the end of the alley, there was a pond.
As the barking of the hounds grew closer, he hurriedly wanted to get into the water, but the girl grabbed his clothes, "Take off your coat."
He thought the girl was worried about the coat getting wet, so he took it off and handed it to her.
