He had contrived after getting out of the window to let down the shutter.

And more he had at some risk lengthened our rope, and made a double line of it, so that it ran round a hinge of the shutter; and when he stood beside us, he took it by one end and disengaged it.

Good, clever Marie! "Bravo!" I said softly, clapping him on the back.

"Now they will not know which way the birds have flown!" So there we all were, one of us, I confess, trembling.

We slid easily enough along the beam to the opposite house.