"It's no use, Chutney," he said. "I foresaw this. You must get off without me."
Guy was in despair. He was just on the point of bidding Canaris make his escape alone, when a happy thought struck him.
"I have it, Melton," he cried joyfully. "Have you much power in your arms?"
"Yes," said Melton, "but not enough to go up that rope."
"That's all right. I don't want you to go up the rope," returned Guy. "Here, put your feet together and stand straight."
Hastily noosing the rope, he drew the knot tightly about Melton's legs just above the knee.
"You take a good grip with your hands," he added. "There won't be much strain on your wound and we'll have you on the top in a jiffy."
Melton obeyed instructions, and Guy pulled himself speedily to the top.
"Crouch down," said Canaris; "don't you see that watch-tower?" and he pointed to a dim mass rising from the wall some distance off. "That is the nearest tower," he added. "I hardly think they can see us, but it is better to take precautions."
The other two ropes were already dangling on the outer side of the wall. Canaris had planned everything for an emergency.