"I am writing this in the courtyard below. I have sent up all the
necessary tools; so you need not lower the cord again to-night. It
rests with you now to cut the bars, and it must be done by midnight
to-morrow night or all will be in vain. I shall be here again then, and
will send up a rope thick enough to bear your weight. You must climb
down this, and I will be at the bottom to receive and guide you to
safety. Till to-morrow, farewell!"
When this had been read, it was placed, together with the other two
missives, in the lining of Roger's doublet.
"Now, Harry, lad," the latter whispered, "quick! let us see what there
is in this bundle, and then set to work at once. No sleep to-night, my
lad. When next we sleep we shall either be out of the clutches of the
Inquisition, or--we shall be sleeping the last long sleep of all!"