“Yes,” said Mary.
“He is not there,” said Hubert; “we have sent a boy up and down it already.”
“Ah! dear God!” said Mary from the window-seat, “then he has escaped.”
Isabel looked from one to the other and shook her head.
“It cannot be,” she said. “The guards were all round the house before the alarm rang.”
Hubert nodded, and Mary’s face fell.
“Then is there no way out?” he asked.
Mary sprang up with shining eyes.
“He has done it,” she said, and threw her arms round Isabel and kissed her.
“Well,” said Hubert, “what can I do?”