There's the very divil to pay," he
whispered.
"Cough it out, Mike."
"That tyrant Megales is onto our game. Somebody's leaked, or else
he has a spy in our councils--as we have in his, the ould
scoundrel."
"I see. Your spy has told you that his spy has reported to him--"
"That the guns are to be brought in to-night. He has sent out a
guard to bring them in safely to him. If he gets them, our game
is up, me son, and you can bet your last nickle on that."
"If he gets them! Is there a chance for us?"
"Glory be! there is. You see, he doesn't know that we know what
he has done. For that reason he sent out only a guard of forty
men. If he sent more we would suspect what he was doing, ye see.
That is the way the old fox reasoned. But forty--they were able
to slip out of the city on last night's train in civilian's
clothes and their arms in a couple of coffins."
"Why didn't he send a couple of hundred men openly, and at the
same time arrest you all?"
"That doesn't suit his book at all. For one thing, he probably
doesn't know all of us, and he doesn't want to bag half of us and
throw the rest into immediate rebellion.
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