"You're a regular arsenal," said Harkaway, smiling. "But supposing, when you raise your hands, they close upon you and ransack your pockets."
"I have no need to withdraw my hands to use them. I fire through the pockets."
They must have been made with something of this intention, for they were cut in the side seams of the coat which were exceedingly roomy.
"Well, well," said Harkaway, jumping up, "when do we get to work?"
"Now."
"Now?"
"There are no preparations to make, Let Mr. Jefferson be sent for. Both of you get your arms ready, and follow me."
"Good. What arms?"
"Short axe, in case of close work, and rifle each. You'll be more than a match for six Greeks. Besides," he added, with a significant smile, "I shall not be idle."
"Well, well; away with you," cried Jack; "I am all eagerness to be at work. I shall be quite another man when I have had a brush with these beasts."