"Can anyone see us from here?" I asked.
"The creatures are not very alert," she replied. "Those that Skor left
here are the servants. They remain in a room on the first floor on the
other side of the castle. When he is away they just sit. After a while
two of them will bring food for us; and we should get away before they
come, for sometimes they forget to go back to their quarters; then they
sit around outside my door for hours. You will notice that there is a
grille in the door; they would see us if we attempted to escape while
they were there."
"We'll start now," I said. Then I made a loop in one end of the rope
and passed it around the girl's body so that she could sit in it while
I lowered her to the roof.
* * * * *
Without an instant's hesitation she stepped to the sill of the window
and lowered herself over the edge until she was seated securely in the
loop. Bracing my feet against the wall, I let her down rapidly until I
felt the rope go slack in my hands.
I then dragged her cot close beneath the window, passed the free end of
the rope beneath it and out the window, letting it fall toward the roof
below. This gave me two strands of rope reaching to the roof with the
middle part of the rope passing around the cot which was too large to
be dragged through the window by my weight as I descended.
Grasping both strands firmly in my two hands, I slipped through the
window and slid quickly to the side of the waiting girl; then I pulled
in rapidly on one end of the rope, dragging the free end around the
cot until it fell to the roof. Thus I retrieved the rope for use in
descending the remainder of the way to the ground.
We crossed the roof quickly to the edge overlooking the outer courtyard
into which we expected to descend. There was no one in sight, and I
was just about to lower the girl over the edge when a loud shout from
behind us startled us both.
Turning, we saw three of Skor's creatures looking at us from an upper
window of the castle on the opposite side of the inner court. Almost as
we turned, the three left the window and we could hear them shouting
through the castle.
"What shall we do?" cried the girl. "We are lost! They will come to the
roof by the tower door, and they will have us trapped. They were not
the servants; they were three of his armed men. I thought they had all
accompanied him, but I was wrong."
I said nothing, but I seized her hand and started toward the far end of
the castle roof. A sudden hope had flared within me, born of an idea
suggested by what the girl had told me of Duare's escape.
We ran as fast as we could, and when we reached the edge we looked
down upon the river lapping the castle wall two stories below. I passed
the rope about the girl's waist. She asked no question; she made no
comment. Quickly she climbed over the low parapet, and I commenced
lowering her toward the river below.
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