The men came tumbling out of the guard-house and ran to the inner edge of the wall, shouting down with much gesticulation that they would meet the fugitives. Then they hastened back toward the prison.
"Much good that will do them," Chares laughed.
"We have still a few moments," Clearchus said. "Where was the rope to be?"
"Here—opposite the Tower of Baal," Nathan replied.
"Look on the outside of the wall; it may be there," the Athenian suggested.
Nathan climbed upon the parapet and looked over.
"Here it is," he cried joyfully. "Follow me!"
As he spoke, he slipped over the edge of the wall and vanished.
"Follow him, Chares," Clearchus said. "Go quickly!"
"You first," the Theban answered doggedly.