We have no paper, but we could write the message on a piece of linen and drop it down.

As far as we can see, from here, there is nothing to prevent anyone coming up to the foot of the wall below us." For the next four days, nothing whatever happened.

They could see that the white handkerchief at the bars attracted some attention, for people stopped and looked up at it, but continued their way without making any gesture that would seem to show that they interested themselves, in any way, in the matter.
On the fourth day, Desmond, who was at the window, said in a tone of excitement: "There is a man down there who, after looking fixedly in this direction, is making his way towards us.

He does not come straight, but moves about among the houses; but he continues to approach.

I can't make out his face yet, but there is something about him that reminds me of Mike; though how he could be here, when we left him in the prison at Harwich, is more than I can say." O'Neil and O'Sullivan in turn looked through the window.