The String of Pearls; or, The Barber of Fleet Street — page 159: what you’re looking at

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> Was Dot ~if hom ll bund intending Yas never d by tw them, | ad, ai k vee | & coach, : Pe e t 4 ¢ ——— | _THE STRING OF PEARLS. —° ) 151 **'Y ou must know, then, that this cell is paved with flag-stones, as you see, and that the wall here at the back forms liekwise part of the wall of an old wood- house in the garden, which is never visited,”’ ** Yes, [ understand.’’ cena “ Well, as I have been here so long, I managed to get up one of the flag-stones that forms the flooring here, and to work under the wall with my hands—a slow labour, and one of pain, until I made a regular kind of excavation, one end of which is here, and the other in the wood-house.” “Glorious!” said Tobias. ‘I see—I see—go on.” ‘I should have made my escape if I could, but the height of the garden wall | has always been the obstacle. [ thought of tearing this miserable quilt into strips, and making a sort of rope of it; but then how wasI to get it on the he you, perhaps will, with your activity and youth, be able to accomplish at. “‘ Oh, yes, yes! you’re right enough there; it is not a wall shall stop me.” They waited until, from a church clock in the vicinity, they heard ten strike, | and they began operations. Tobias assisted his new friend to raise the stone in the cell, and there, immediately beneath, appeared the excavation leading to the wood-house, just sufficiently wide for one person to creep through. It did not take long to do that, and Tobias took with him a piece of work, upon which || he had been occupied for the last two hours, namely the quilt torn up into long pieces, twisted and tied together, so that it formed a very tolerable rope, which Tobias thought would sustain the weight of his companion. The wood-house was a miserable-looking hole cnough, and Tobias at once thought that the door || of it was fastened, but by a little pressure it came open; it had only stuck |}| through the dampness of the woodwork at that low point of the garden. And | now they were certainly both of them at liberty, with the exception of sur- mounting the wall, which rose frowningly before him in all its terrors. There |} was a fine cool fresh air in the garden, which was indeed most grateful to the senses of Tobias, and he seemed doubly nerved for anything that might be || required of him after inhaling that delicious, cool fresh breeze. There grew close | | to the wall one of those beautiful mountain-ash trees, which bend over into such | graceful foliage, and which are so useful in the formation of pretty summer- |} houses. Tobias saw that if he ascended to the top of this tree there would not || be much trouble in getting from there to the wall. if ‘© We shall do it,” he said, ‘* we shall succeed.’”’ ‘* Thank God, I hear you say so,” replied his companion. 1 Tobias tied one end of the long rope they had made of the quilt to his waist, || so that he might carry it up with him, and yet leave him free use of his hands || and feet, and then he commenced ascending the tree. In three minutes he was on the wall. Tne moon shone sweetly. There was not a tree or house in the vicinity that was not made beautiful now, in some portions of it, by the | sweet, soft light that poured down uponthem. Tobias could not -resist pansing || a moment to look around him on the glorious scene; but the voice of her for || whom he was bound to do al that was possible, aroused him. | “Oh, Tobias!” she said, “ quick, quick—lower the rope; oh, quick!” ‘¢In a moment—in a moment,” he cried. | The top of the wall was here and there armed with iron spikes, and some of | these formed an excellent grappling place for the torn quilt. In the course of || another minute Tobias Lad his end of it secure. | ‘*« Naw,” he: said, ‘can you climb up by it, do youthink? Don’t hurry about |} it. Remember, there is no alarm, and for all we know we have hours to our- || selves yet.” , “Yes; yes—oh, yes—thank God !” he heard her say, ‘ Tobias was not where he could, by any exertion of strength, render her now F the least assistance, and he watched the tightening of the frail support by which she was gradually climbing to the top of the wall with the most intense and painful interest that can be imagined. ~~ comicbooks.com