"A dozen fully armed, in plain clothes. These can descend into the caveaux to make the capture."
"A dozen!"
"Yes."
"So many!"
"You don't know Lenoir," said Markby; "he's the very devil when he's aroused. A dozen will have all their work to do. As for the two Englishmen——"
"They are young," exclaimed the prefect.
"They are young fiends. I have seen them fight like devils. They are just as dangerous as Lenoir. They are an cunning as the evil one himself, and will gammon even you, by their plausible tales."
"Let me see," said the prefect, thoughtfully. "I will take note of the names which you tell me they are likely to assume."
"One has been calling himself Jack Harkaway."
"And the other?"