"Yes; but they're off. See, their vedettes are returning. I say, the coast is clear; let's make a dash for it."
"Easier said than done, old man," objected Rollo. "Jumping across a five-foot gap is fairly easy when the landing-place is lower than the kick-off spot. Returning is quite another matter."
"There must be some way down from these leads," persisted Kenneth. "Let's have a look round."
Investigation showed that there was a means of communication between the roof and the interior of the chapelle by a small door in one of the angle-turrets. The disconcerting part of the discovery lay in the fact that the door was heavily bolted on the inside.
"Why not try climbing down by means of the lightning-conductor?" suggested Kenneth. "It's bound to be fairly strong, and we have our motor-gloves to protect our hands."
"Thanks, I'd rather try the jump," declared his companion. "But I'd much rather try an easier method."
"I'll tackle it, and then I can get into this building, ascend the turret, and let you out."
"No you don't," objected Rollo firmly. "If we cannot find a better way, here we stop till the Germans are gone, and then we can shout for assistance."
But the restless Kenneth was far from remaining inactive. He continued his investigations on the sides of the edifice away from the view of the invaders.
"I have it!" he exclaimed. "See that spout? It runs close to that open window, you'll notice. If you can give me a hand I can lower myself sufficiently to clear the bulging top of the spout, and the rest will be easy."