The baroness untied the silken rope and made it fast with a similar knot to the handle of her room door. This door was locked and bolted, and she had satisfied herself that the handle was a solid one.
The way in which she knotted the silken line to it, indicated that she was an expert in handling ropes. She did it as easily and swiftly as any experienced seaman.
Going back to the window, she jerked the cord three times, while looking down.
Soon the silken cord became taut under a heavy weight. It strained and gave a little where it crossed the edge of the window sill.
“All right?� she whispered.[Pg 22]
“All right!� was the answering grunt, in a man’s voice.
It was only a few seconds later when the figure of a man appeared above the window ledge. It climbed through the window and stood by her side, seemingly waiting for orders.
“You did that very well, Kennedy!� she whispered. “Is my uncle there?�
“No. He said it was not necessary for him to come.�
“Too lazy, I suppose. Who else is in the boat?�