The path grew dim as they strolled away from the house, and he offered an arm.

But at times this rocky "path" they had to walk on grew very narrow indeed!

He let the path grow leading down to the platform.

But the path it left was growing narrower every moment.

The path grew less level at this end, and less smooth.

They ran on, and the path ahead grew less easy.

It was getting more difficult to breathe, and the path grew steeper.

But it was there that their paths grew apart.

"I should have warned you," said Adam, as they checked where the path grew steep.

They have only fed the pressure to stand out, and the path to success grows increasingly intricate.