Then he retrieved the wicker basket and, without a backward look, ran from the garden across the bridge and plunged into the forest. They were close, of course. They were watching him. He knew that. But now, as if the horror had galvanized his brain, he was thinking clearly. What were they waiting for? Why had they let him go? They hardly needed to follow him. It must be obvious that they were very close now to the end of their search.
Notice how Theo navigates the same space as Miriam, does the same tasks as she, and isn't destroyed outright.
