There was one window in his room, and the prisoner had
managed to push open the sash with his knees. Looking out, he found
that a few feet below the window was the broad wall that ran all
around the palace gardens. A little way to the right the wall joined
the wall of the City, being on the same level with it.
Ghip-Ghisizzle had been thinking deeply upon this discovery, and he
decided that if anyone entered his room, he would get through the
window, leap down upon the wall, and try in this way to escape. It
would be a dangerous leap, for as his arms were bound, he might
topple off the wall into the garden; but he resolved to take this
chance. Therefore, when Trot rattled at the door of his room,
Ghip-Ghisizzle ran and seated himself upon the window sill, dangling
his long legs over the edge. When she finally opened the door, he
slipped off and let himself fall to the wall, where he doubled up in
a heap. The next minute, however, he had scrambled to his knees and
was running swiftly along the garden wall.
Trot, finding the window open, came and looked out, and she saw the
Majordomo's tall form hastening along the top of the wall. The
guards saw him, too, outlined against the sky in the moonlight, and
they began yelling at him to stop, but Ghip-Ghisizzle kept right on
until he reached the city Wall, when he began to follow that.
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