Then she climbed over the wall at the stile back of the terrace and took her way up Bowling Green Hill toward the gate.

She sauntered leisurely until she was out of sight of the Hall.

Then gathering up her cloak and sword she sped along the steep path to the hill crest and thence to the gate.
Soon after the first day of her imprisonment she had sent a letter to John by the hand of Jennie Faxton, acquainting him with the details of all that had happened.

In her letter, among much else, she said:-- "My true love, I beg you to haunt with your presence Bowling Green Gate each day at the hour of sunset.

I cannot tell you when I shall be there to meet you, or surely I would do so now.