Upon those three sides the building was entirely surrounded by troops.
The only chance of escape would be by the mosque.
But how was this to be effected?
The wall of the sacred building rose high above that of the house.
Jack raised himself to examine it more closely.
A flash—a report—and the whiz of a bullet told him that he was observed.
A volley followed from all sides.
It would therefore be impossible for his party to raise a ladder, and thus escape from their own roof on to that of the mosque.
Jack, the bullets whistling thickly around him, managed to crawl unhurt to the trapdoor and again descend into the courtyard.
"Well, Jack, what think you of the situation now?" asked Harry.