"I will bring you a clothesline and a hatchet."

Frank received them with exultation.

"Before I attempt to escape," he said, "tell me where I can meet you in
New York. I want you to go with me to Mr. Wharton's. I shall need you to
confirm my story."

"I will meet you to-morrow at No. 15 B--Street."

"Then we shall meet to-morrow. What shall I call your name?"

"Mrs. Parker."

"Thank you. I will get away as quickly as possible, and when we are in
the city we will talk over our future plans."

With the help of the hatchet, Frank soon demolished the lower part of
the window. Fastening the rope to the bedstead, he got out of the window
and safely descended to the ground.

A long and fatiguing walk lay before him. But at last he reached the
cars, and half an hour later the ferry at Jersey City.

Frank thought himself out of danger for the time being, but he was
mistaken.

Standing on the deck of the ferryboat, and looking back to the pier from
which he had just started, he met the glance of a man who had intended
to take the same boat, but had reached the pier just too late. His
heart beat quicker when he recognized in the belated passenger his late
jailer, Nathan Graves.

Carried away by his rage and disappointment, Nathan Graves clenched his
fist and shook it at his receding victim.

Our hero walked into the cabin. He wanted a chance to deliberate. He
knew that Nathan Graves would follow him by the next boat, and it was
important that he should not find him. Where was he to go?

Fifteen minutes after Frank set foot on the pier, his enemy also landed.
But now the difficult part of the pursuit began. He had absolutely no
clew as to the direction which Frank had taken.

For an hour and a half he walked the streets in the immediate
neighborhood of the square, but his labor was without reward. Not a
glimpse could he catch of his late prisoner.

"I suppose I must go to see Mr. Wade," he at last reluctantly decided.
"He may be angry, but he can't blame me. I did my best. I couldn't stand
guard over the young rascal all day."

The address which the housekeeper had given Frank was that of a
policeman's family in which she was at one time a boarder. On giving
his reference, he was hospitably received, and succeeded in making
arrangements for a temporary residence.

About seven o'clock Mrs. Parker made her appearance. She was fatigued by
her journey and glad to rest.

"I was afraid you might be prevented from