"Now, Master, do you get on to my shoulders, and I think you will be able to hook it to the battlements. It is not above twelve feet. If you find that you cannot, step on my head."
"I am sure I can reach it without that, Roger."
And indeed, he found that he could do so easily; and having fixed it firmly, he got hold of the rope, and hoisted himself to the top of the turret. In a minute, Roger was beside him.
Feeling about, they soon discovered the trapdoor, on which Roger knocked three times. Then they heard a grating sound below and, shortly, one end of the heavy trapdoor was slightly raised. The two men got their fingers under it, and pulled it up, and Janet and Jessie ran out, both crying with joy and excitement.
"Hush!" Oswald whispered. "Do not utter a sound. There are sentries on other parts of the walls, and the slightest noise might be heard.
"Now, we will knot this rope."
He and Roger set to work, and before long knots were tied, a foot apart, along the whole length of the rope.
"I will take you down first, Jessie, for you are the lightest," Oswald said.
"Now, Roger, tie us together."
One of the pieces of rope Roger had brought was passed round and round them, tying them firmly, face to face.