Dick slept peacefully hour after hour. It was quite dark in the manor-house parlour when he awoke. He lay a minute trying to remember where he was and what had happened. Then he heard the sentries pacing up and down outside the closed door, and looking round the room, found it empty. He threw off the cloak and got up. His eyes caught the glitter of something brilliant on a table in a dark corner. Boy-like, he must needs go to see what it was. It was a cluster of diamonds in the hat-band of Giles's master. The hat lay on the table, with a pair of perfumed gloves, the gold-headed cane, and a little Latin book. Dick stood, winking back at the winking diamonds, feeling very happy, listening to the bugle-calls without, to the steady tramp of the sentry, to the hum of conversation in the next room, where he now and then recognized the voice of Giles's master. He was in the midst of friends, quite safe to all appearance, so hemmed in with the safeties that surround the near presence of a king that had he been conscious of an enemy he would have felt no fear, and no one need have the least fear on his account it seemed. About five minutes after he got up there was a great noise of cheering in the camp, and not ten minutes had gone by before the door flew open, and Giles entered in his rags, followed by his master and Dick's tormentor, and the Earl of Newcastle. They looked round the room. The boy was gone. "Dick!" Giles cried gaily; and then again louder: "Dick!" But there was no answer. Giles looked under the table. The gentleman in tawny laughed. "Were our young friend at all of a shy or retiring disposition," he said, "one would fancy he had been overcome with confusion at your graciousness, Uncle." "He fell asleep on the window-seat yonder," said Giles's master. The gentleman went up and patted the window-seat, and shook his head. "All solid," he said. "Can't have gone through." "Have the goodness to question the sentry, and the guard in the hall," said Giles's master to a gentleman behind in the passage. The earl followed him, and returned in a few moments to say the sentry and guard all assured them that no one had passed for any purpose. The sentry had looked in twenty minutes before, according to his orders, and the young gentleman was sleeping quietly on the window-sill. There had never been any sound from the room. Giles took a turn through the chamber whilst the rest stood silently contemplating each other. Then he began a rapid search of the walls, till he came to that part which was behind Dick as he stood by the table. In the panelled oak Giles's finger, warily moving, found an inequality; a spring gave way under pressure, and a door in the wall flew back. "Hum!" said the one in tawny, and his face changed from gay indifference to interest.