“We will serve Captain Jack out once and for all,” said Death-wing.
“Yes, if he is there,” said Phillip; “but I doubt it. Both he and old Bates are too old birds to be caught with chaff.”
“No matter,” said Death-wing, “we shall be sure to fall foul of some of the gang, and the beautiful Ellen Harmer shall be the wife of the first one who enters their stronghold.”
“Agreed!” shouted all.
With one accord they moved on through the dark streets like phantoms.
In a short time they reached the strong and barricaded store-house of the Dozen.
The sounds of carousing were heard within.
“They do not suspect that anyone is aware of their doings. We can capture the place without trouble of any kind.”
“But the place is surrounded by high and thick palisadings of timber,” said Phillip; “it has two gates, both of them of amazing strength.”
“So much the better,” said Death-wing, “when we have massacred all within we will keep the place as our own. Does any of the King’s officers know of it?”