"Not too fast, child. Where is Jasper? Do you know anything?"
"They have him in irons in one of the attics."
"Irons! Damn them!"
"I am locked into my room and father into his. A man seems to sleep in the same attic as Jasper."
Jeremy was silent a moment.
"Cunning rogues. Ssh! Nance, could you let down a cord or anything, a couple of sheets tied together?"
"Are you coming in?"
"No, no, not this time. Listen. Do you know what opium is?"
"Yes."
"Then let down a line. Here's a packet of poppy-powder."