The banqueting room was raised three steps above the hall, and the room that he was in was upon the same level; the window was four feet from the floor, and would therefore be probably seven or eight above the ground without, which would account for its not being more closely barred.

He speedily climbed up to it and thrust himself through the bars, but not without immense difficulty and great destruction to his feminine garments.
"Poor Janet!" Cluny laughed to himself as he dropped from the window to the ground.

"Whatever would she say were she to see the state of her kirtle and petticoats!" The moon was young, but the light was sufficient to enable Cluny to see where he was.

The window opened into a lane which ran down by the side of the governor's house, and he was soon in the principal street.

Already most of the citizens were within their houses.