on the citizens clothes borrowed in the evening, and left the tent.
The night had changed from the pleasant, starry evening to a black and
dismal gloom. Heavy clouds covered the skies, giving every indication
of rain. The night was just such a one for an escape, and although the
darkness was so intense, that it was impossible for the eye to
penetrate a distance of five paces, both felt that their chance of
escape was accelerated.

"Give me your hand," whispered Harry, as soon as they had left the
tent.

"Do you know the direct way to the gate," asked Alfred,

"Yes," he replied, "cease speaking now and follow me. The least
whisper may be heard, and then our attempt will be foiled."

Grasping the hand of his friend, Alfred followed him, and they moved
with noiseless tread toward the gate. As soon as he descried the faint
light of the sentinel's lamp near him, Harry stopped, and stooping
down gave a faint whistle. For some time no answer was returned. The
two friends remained in almost breathless suspense awaiting the
signal. At last it was returned, and moving forward, they reached the
gate.

"Here," whispered Harry to the sentinel, as he handed him the watch
and money.

The man raised the little lantern near him, and looked at the bribe to
see that it was all right. "Pass on," he said.