“Well, gentlemen,” the colonel said, “before we begin to eat, we will drink the health of our unknown benefactor.  Not only is the gift a generous and expensive one, but it cannot be without danger to the donor, for none but a strong adherent of King James would have thought of thus relieving our necessities.”

It was plain that the authorities suspected that some message might have been sent in to the prisoners, concealed in the viands.  The bread had been cut up into small squares, the crust had been lifted from two pasties, the meat had evidently been carefully searched; and the turnkeys placed themselves round the table so that they could narrowly watch every one of the prisoners, as they ate, and notice any movement that would seem to indicate that they had come across some pellet of paper or other substance.

Every day, the servants at the tavern brought in similar fare, and this continued as long as the prisoners were in the jail; and it was a matter of deep regret, to all, that they were never able to discover the name of the person to whom they were so much indebted.

Chapter 9:  An Escape From Newgate.

After being allowed to remain an hour at the table, the prisoners were again marched off to their cells.

“I wish we had Mike with us,” Desmond said, as he and his comrades discussed the possibility of escape.  “He is a shrewd fellow, and would probably be allowed greater freedom in moving about the prison than we are; but I was sure that we should see no more of him after we left Harwich.

“Of course, the first question is, are we to try bribery, or to work our way out of this cell?”

“I think that it would be dangerous to try bribery,” O’Sullivan remarked.  “Our turnkey is a sour-faced rascal.  I am convinced that, if we were to try to bribe him, he would denounce us at once.  Not from any principle, you know, but because he would think that it would pay him better to do so, and so obtain promotion and reward, rather than to accept our money and run the risk of being detected and hanged.”

“I don’t blame him,” O’Neil said.  “He is, as you say, a sour-looking rascal, but I don’t think that he is a fool, and none but a fool would run that risk for the sake of the money that we could give him; for, in any case, we should have to retain a portion of our store, in order to obtain disguises and maintain ourselves till we could find means of crossing the channel.”

“Then let us put that idea altogether aside, O’Neil, and give our whole attention to the manner in which we are to escape.”

“The manner in which we are to try to make our escape!” O’Neil repeated, with a laugh.

“Well, put it that way if you like.  Now, in the first place, there is the window, in the second the door, and lastly the walls and floor.”

“The door would withstand a battering ram,” O’Sullivan said.  “I noticed, as I went out, that it was solid oak some four inches thick, with two bolts as well as the lock, and, moreover, if we could get through it we should be no nearer escaping than we are at present.  What with the corridors and passages, and the turnkeys and the outer gate, that course seems to me impossible.