He rose, at first hardly able to believe his senses; but the moon was shining quite brightly, and he distinctly saw the outline of a man standing outside his window, and there came a tapping unquestionably intended to wake him.
"Who are you ?" he asked, going to the window.
"I am Drummond," was the answer, and he now recognized his father's friend standing on the rounds of a ladder which he had placed against the house at the side of his window.

On the ground below were two more men, whom he recognized as Mr.Cheeseman and the thoughtful Mr.Lawrence.
"What will you, Mr.Drummond ?" "Come forth; we have something to say to you.

Dress for a journey and bring what weapons you have, as you may need them." Robert hurriedly dressed and buckled on a breastplate and sword with a brace of pistols.

He had a very fine rifle, which he brought away with him, as well as a supply of flints, a horn full of powder to the very throat, and plenty of bullets.

With these, he crept from the house and joined the three men under the tree.