Harry felt, therefore, that the success of the attack on Delhi would probably be as disastrous, to himself, as to all the defenders of the city.
His first impulse was to look out from the loopholes of the tower.
On the one side, as he had noticed, the rock fell sheer away from the foot of the wall, to a depth of two or three hundred feet.

On the other side he looked down into a courtyard, sixty feet below him.

This was surrounded by high and very strong walls, bristling with cannon; and with strong circular bastions at each corner.
Immediately below him was the flat roof of the house occupied by the rajah, when staying at the fort; and round the yard were low buildings, doubtless containing provisions and munitions of war; and some of them allotted to the picked corps who did duty there, the huts for the rest of the garrison being lower down the hill, near the second wall.
In one corner of the room was a door.

On trying it, he found it to be unfastened and, opening it, he walked out.

There was a flight of narrow stone steps, in what was evidently a projecting turret.
Ascending these, he found himself on a flat roof, on the top of the tower.