"Right, sir," cried the detective; "they will find a powerful foe in you."
"Yes, Nabley," cried Jack, "my arm is nerved for this fight, and it shall go hard with me, but I will have my revenge on those Greek devils for the murder of my poor boys."
The door opened and Jefferson entered.
"The very man!" exclaimed Harkaway.
"What, Nabley!" said Jefferson. "What news of Harvey?"
"Mr. Harkaway will tell you all," answered the detective; "my time's up. Follow me as quickly as you can."
"Off with you," said Harkaway, growing quite excited at the prospect of a brush with the enemy.
"The fig-tree grove," said Nabley.
"Understood."
And off went the detective.