“I noticed yesterday that the branches of one of the trees in the garden extended beyond the top of the wall. I will climb up that and lower myself on the other side by a rope; that is a very simple matter. The spot is close to the edge of Mr. Hunter’s compound, and I shall work my way through the shrubbery till I feel sure I am beyond any sentries who may be posted there; the chances are that they will not be thick anywhere, except opposite the gate. By the way, Captain Forster, before I go I must thank you for having risked your life to save mine this morning. I heard from Mrs. Hunter that it was you and the Doctor who rushed forward and drew me back.” “It is not worth talking about,” Captain Forster said carelessly. “You seemed bent on making a target of yourself; and as the Major’s orders were that everyone was to lie down, there was nothing for it but to remove you.” Bathurst turned to Dr. Wade. “Will you superintend my get up, Doctor?” “Certainly,” the Doctor said, with alacrity. “I will guarantee that, with the aid of my boy, I will turn you out so that no one would know you even in broad daylight, to say nothing of the dark.” A quarter of an hour sufficed to metamorphose Bathurst into an Oude peasant. He did not return to the room, but, accompanied by the Doctor, made his way to the tree he had spoken of. “By the way, you have taken no arms,” the Doctor said suddenly. “They would be useless, Doctor; if I am recognized I shall be killed; if I am not discovered, and the chances are very slight of my being so, I shall get back safely. By the way, we will tie some knots on that rope before I let myself down. I used to be able to climb a rope without them, but I doubt whether I could do so now.” “Well, God bless you, lad, and bring you back safely! You may make as light of it as you will, but it is a dangerous expedition. However, I am glad you have undertaken it, come what may, for it has given you the opportunity of showing you are not afraid of danger when it takes any other form than that of firearms. There are plenty of men who would stand up bravely enough in a fight, who would not like to undertake this task of going out alone in the dark into the middle of these bloodthirsty scoundrels. How long do you think you will be?” “A couple of hours at the outside.” “Well, at the end of an hour I shall be back here again. Don’t be longer than you can help, lad, for I shall be very anxious until you return.” When the Doctor re-entered the house there was a chorus of questions: “Has Mr. Bathurst started?” “Why did you not bring him in here before he left? We should all have liked to have said goodby to him.”