"But as we are of the same desire, I suppose something must be done.

What do you say about digging a tunnel, and escaping by that route ?" "That is a very good idea; but it will take too long," replied Alfred.
"Besides which, what are we to do with the dirt that is dug up ?" "I never thought of that," he answered.

"But now that you have reminded me of it, I do not believe the plan will suit.

Some other must be devised, but what it is to be, I cannot, for the life of me, imagine." "What do you say to scaling the walls ?" asked Alfred.
"A very good idea it would be, if we had anything to scale them with," he replied.
"Suppose we tear up our blankets and make a rope of them." "How will you attach the rope to the wall ?" asked Harry.
"We can easily get a hook of wire and throw it over.

It will be certain to catch," he replied.
"Very likely," observed Harry, drily, "and make such confounded noise, that the first thing we heard after, it would be a Minie ball whistling past our ears; or should it catch without making any noise, the chances are that, when one of us ascends, it will be to meet the burly form of some Dutch sentinel traversing the walk.