Their masters would be sure to pull them all through safely.
Such was their idea.
As soon as they had been left alone in their prison, the boys had made a survey, and Jack pronounced his opinion, and his determination with the old air of confidence in himself.
"They're treating us with something like contempt, Harry," he said.
"How so?"
"By not guarding us better than this," was the reply.
"I don't quite see that, Jack; the door would take us all our time to get through."
"Perhaps," returned Jack, "but look at the window, and just tell me what you think of that?"
The window, or perhaps we had better have said hole in the wall—for glass or lattice there was none—overlooked the sea.
They were in the part of the Konaki known as the water pavilion.