Bruce moved the elephant to the barred window. His heart beat wildly. He leaned down from his howdah and strove to peer within.
"Kathlyn Hare?" he whispered.
"Who is it?"
"Bruce."
"Father, father!" Bruce heard her cry; "they have found us!"
Ahmed heard the call; and he sighed as one who had Allah to thank. God was great and Mahomet was His prophet.
"Listen," said Bruce. "We shall hook chains to the bars and pull them out, without noise if possible. The moment they give … have you anything to stand on?"
"Yes, a tabouret."
"That will serve. You stand on it, and I'll pull you up and through. Then your father."
"Father is in chains."