One of them, who was apparently in command, pointed to Lenoir, and said to the others—
"Arrest that man. He's the leader of them."
And before the coiner could offer any resistance, they knocked his weapons from his hands, and fell upon him.
But Lenoir was a powerful fellow—a desperate, determined man, and not so easily disposed of.
With wonderful energy, he tore himself from them, and, producing something from one of his pockets, he held it menacingly up.
"Advance a step," he exclaimed, "and I will blow you all to atoms, myself as well. Beware! I hold all our lives in my hand. Now who dares advance?"
CHAPTER XCIII.
LENOIR'S FLIGHT—MURRAY THE TRAITOR—HIS PUNISHMENT AND FLIGHT—A LONG RUN—THE AUBERGE—A STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE.
There was a pause.
Pierre Lenoir looked like mischief.