She waited until the clock had struck the servants' dinner hour, and then ascended the stairs to her godfather's dressing-room.

Opening his wardrobe, she discovered in one part of it a large Spanish cloak, and, in another part, a high-crowned felt hat which he wore on his country excursions.
In the dark, here was disguise enough for her purpose.
As she left the dressing-room, a measure of precaution occurred to her, which she put in action at once.

Telling her maid that she had some purchases to make in the town, she went out, and asked her way to Garvan of the first respectable stranger whom she met in the street.
Her object was to walk as far as the first milestone, in daylight, so as to be sure of finding it again by night.

She had made herself familiar with the different objects on the road, when she returned to the banker's house.
As the time for the arrest drew nearer, Sir Giles became too restless to wait patiently at home.

He went away to the police-office, eager to hear if any new counter-conspiracy had occurred to the authorities.
It was dark soon after eight o'clock, at that time of the year.