I was sure to be caught if he was prevented from coming; and shutting up would be harder to bear than ever.
Then I heard a man's step coming up softly; I knew it was Starlight.

I knew his step, and thought I would always tell it from a thousand other men's; it was so light and firm, so quick and free.

Even in a prison it was different from other men's; and I remembered everything he had ever said about walking and running, both of which he was wonderfully good at.
He was just as cool as ever.

'All right, Dick; take these spikes.' He had half-a-dozen stout bits of iron; how ever he got them I know no more than the dead, but there they were, and a light strong coil of rope as well.

I knew what the spikes were for, of course; to drive into the wall between the stones and climb up by.