"There is a back-yard below," he said, "with a door opening upon a narrow lane.We are now upon the second storey, and but some twenty-five feet above the ground.We will not risk going down through the house, which could scarce be accomplished without detection, but will at once tear up into strips the coverings of the bed, and I will make a rope by which we may slip down into the courtyard as soon as it is dark.We must hope that none will come up before that time; but, indeed, all will be so full of the news of the events which have happened that it is scarce likely that any will come above at present."The linen sheets and coverings were soon cut up and knotted together in a rope.By the time that this was finished the darkness was closing in, and after waiting patiently for a few minutes they lowered the rope and slid down into the yard.Quietly they undid the bolts of the gate and issued into the lane.The mantles were provided with hoods, as few of the lower class of Flemings wore any other head-covering.
Drawing these hoods well over their heads so as to shade their faces the two sallied out from the lane.They were soon in one of the principal streets, which was crowded with people.Bands of weavers, butchers, skinners, and others were parading the streets shouting and singing in honour of their victory and of the downfall and death of him whom they had but a few days before regarded as the mainstay of Flanders.Many of the better class of burghers stood in groups in the streets and talked in low and rather frightened voices of the consequences which the deed of blood would bring upon the city.On the one hand Edward might march upon it with his army to avenge the murder of his ally.Upon the other hand they were now committed to France.Their former ruler would return, and all the imposts and burdens against which they had rebelled would again be laid upon the city.
"What shall we do now?" Ralph asked, "for assuredly there will be no issue by the gates.""We must possess ourselves of a length of rope if possible, and make our escape over the wall.How to get one I know not, for the shops are all closed, and even were it not so I could not venture in to purchase any, for my speech would betray us at once.Let us separate, and each see whether he can find what we want.We will meet again at the entrance to this church in an hour's time.One or other of us may find what we seek."Walter searched in vain.Wherever he saw the door of a yard open he peered in, but in no case could he see any signs of rope.At the end of the hour he returned to their rendezvous.Ralph was already there.
"I have found nothing, Ralph.Have you had better fortune?""That have I, Master Walter, and was back nigh an hour since.Scarce had Ileft you when in a back street I came upon a quiet hostelry, and in the courtyard were standing half a dozen teams of cattle.Doubtless their owners had brought hay or corn into the city, and when the tumult arose and the gates were closed found themselves unable to escape.The masters were all drinking within, so without more ado I cut off the ropes which served as traces for the oxen, and have them wound round my body under my mantle.
There must be twenty yards at least, and as each rope is strong enough to hold double our weight there will be no difficulty in lowering ourselves from the walls.""You have done well indeed, Ralph," Walter said."Let us make our way thither at once.Everyone is so excited in the city, that, as yet, there will be but few guards upon the wall.The sooner, therefore, that we attempt to make our escape the better."
