What I have to do must be done alone.
Lydyard will accompany me to the house, and then I must shift for myself." "Nay, we will all see you safe inside," returned Parravicin, "We shall pass by the grocer's shop.

I know it well, having passed it a hundred times, in the vain hope of catching a glimpse of its lovely inmate." "I am glad it _was_ a vain hope," replied Wyvil.

"But I must scale a wall to surprise the garrison." "In that case you will need the rope-ladder," replied Lydyard; "it is in readiness." "I will carry it," said Pillichody, picking up the ladder which was lying in a corner of the room, and throwing it over his shoulders.
"Bombs and batteries! I like to be an escalader when the forts of love are stormed." The party then set out.

As they proceeded, Parravicin ascertained from the major that Disbrowe's house was situated in a small street leading out of Piccadilly, but as he could not be quite sure that he understood his informant aright, he engaged him to accompany him and point it out.
By this time they had reached Wood-street, and keeping in the shade, reconnoitred the house.

But though Wyvil clapped his hands, blew a shrill whistle, and made other signals, no answer was returned, nor was a light seen at any of the upper windows.