He unhooked his cloak, rolled it into a ball, and tossed it over the wall.
The cloak off, he stood in a velvet coat, white leather breeches, and top-boots.

The coat was fastened round the waist by a belt in which were a pair of pistols.

A broad-brimmed hat covered his head and shaded his face.
With the same rapidity with which he had removed his garment that might have hindered his climbing the wall, he began to scale it.

His foot readily found a chink between the stones; he sprang up, seizing the coping, and was on the other side without even touching the top of the wall over which he bounded.

He picked up his cloak, threw it over his shoulder, hooked it, and crossed the orchard to a little door communicating with the cloister.