Speedily the whole house was filled with a motley Turkish rabble.
In this fact consisted Jack's safety.
Seeing the moment when a number of the Turks were passing his hiding-place, he stepped out and mingled with them.
In the confusion, nobody noticed him.
In appearance, he was just like a score of other wild Turkish youths who were in the throng, shouting lustily "Death to the Christians!" in which cry Jack joined with great vigour.
The crisis of his danger was now over.
He had only to follow the movements of the crowd, and join the first group who, tired of their search, went back through the gate.
This soon happened, and amongst those disappointed Turks, Jack Harkaway was not for a moment conspicuous.
Mingling now with the crowd outside, Jack soon found an opportunity of slipping down a side lane, and reaching the suburbs of the town.
He was free, his disguise still protecting him.