castle, where, in a flanking tower of enormous size and thickness,
glimmered two lights, one from the window of the strong room,
where Hatteraick was confined, the other from that of the adjacent
apartment, occupied by his keepers. 'Has he made his escape, or
will he be able to do so? Have these men watched, who never
watched before, in order to complete my ruin? If morning finds him
there, he must be committed to prison; Mac-Morlan or some other
person will take the matter up; he will be detected, convicted,
and will tell all in revenge!'

While these racking thoughts glided rapidly through Glossin's
mind, he observed one of the lights obscured, as by an opaque body
placed at the window. What a moment of interest! 'He has got clear
of his irons! he is working at the stancheons of the window! they
are surely quite decayed, they must give way. O God! they have
fallen outward, I heard them clink among the stones! the noise
cannot fail to wake them. Furies seize his Dutch awkwardness! The
light burns free again; they have torn him from the window, and
are binding him in the room! No! he had only retired an instant on
the alarm of the falling bars; he is at the window again, and the
light is quite obscured now; he is getting out!'

A heavy sound, as of a body dropped from a height among the snow,
announced that Hatteraick had completed his escape, and shortly
after Glossin beheld a dark figure, like a shadow, steal along the
whitened beach and reach the spot where the skiff lay. New cause
for fear! 'His single strength will be unable to float her,' said
Glossin to himself; 'I must go to the rascal's assistance. But no!
he has got her off, and now, thank God, her sail is spreading
itself against the moon; ay, he has got the breeze now; would to