My dungeon did not
lie beneath the moat, but was
in one of the
parts of the castle.
So stout was the
door, and so well locked and
secured withal, that escape that way was not to be found.
By hard work
did, after many days, remove one of the bars from the narrow window,
was able to crush my body through the opening; but the distance to the
courtyard below was so exceeding great that it was certain death to
Yet by great good
fortune did I find in the corner
of the cell
rope that had been there left and lay hid in the great darkness.
rope had not length enough, and to drop in safety from the end was
Then did I remember
how the wise man from Ireland
the blanket that was too short for him by cutting a yard off the bottom
of the same and joining it on to the top.
So I made haste to
rope in half and to tie the two parts thereof together again.
full long, and did reach the ground, and I went down in
this have been?