How he meant to overcome the very many difficulties that still stood in his way, it is impossible to conceive; but he had not come totally unprepared with the means of action.
Coiled up in the pockets of the clothes which he had worn all the latter part of the day, he had had a couple of ropes of silk, with a hook at the end of each of them.
He expected, and not without reason, too, that they would be to him of the very greatest possible assistance.
It took him some little consideration before he would venture to cross the bit of lawn that separated him yet from the house; and, strange to say, while he was so considering, another circumstance began to operate in his favor.
A soft, but rather thick and penetrating rain began to fall.
‘Aha’ he said, ‘this is capital. This will clear the ground of all loiterers. This is providential.’
Letting the rain continue for some five minutes or so until he considered it had had all its effect, Blodget crossed the lawn, and stood beneath the balcony of the window.
Blodget was very acute in his sense of hearing, and he now bent that faculty to the very utmost to listen if any one were moving in the rooms above.
All was as still as the very grave.
‘She has gone to bed,’ thought Blodget. ‘Well, I don’t care. I must take her away, and take her I will.’