"You didn't hit him?" I gasped, as the head disappeared, and we
heard a crash in the corridor.
"Of course I didn't, Bunny," he replied, backing into the tower;
"but no one will believe I didn't mean to, and it'll stick on
ten years if we're caught. That's nothing, if it gives us an
extra five minutes now, while they hold a council of war. Is
that a working flag-staff overhead?"
"It used to be."
"Then there'll be halliards."
"They were as thin as clothes-lines.".
"And they're sure to be rotten, and we should be seen cutting them
down. No, Bunny, that won't do. Wait a bit. Is there a lightning
conductor?"
"There was."
I opened one of the side windows and reached out as far as I could.
xyz
"You'll be seen from that skylight? cried Raffles in a warning
undertone.
"No, I won't. I can't see it myself. But here's the
lightning-conductor, where it always was."
"How thick," asked Raffles, as I drew in and rejoined him.
"Rather thicker than a lead-pencil."
"They sometimes bear you," said Raffles, slipping on a pair of
white kid gloves, and stuffing his handkerchief into the palm of one.
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