"These people are worse than savages!" he exclaimed; "but we'll let them know. They shall make us ample reparation for this indignity."
He talked threateningly of the British ambassador, and made all kinds of threats.
But he was poohpoohed by the authorities.
Harry Girdwood was the only one of the party who kept his coolness.
He put forth his request with so much earnestness, to be allowed to see the English consul, that his request was granted at once.
He drew up a letter and entrusted it to the gaoler, who promised to have it forwarded.
Now this became known to Herbert Murray, and he then saw that he had still a task of no ordinary difficulty before him—that it was not sufficient alone to have his hated enemies arrested.
The greater difficulty by far was to keep them now that he had secured them.
In this crisis he once more consulted with his worthless servant and confederate, Chivey.
"Our next job," said Chivey, doubtfully, "is to get at the gaoler, and stop the letter he has received from reaching its destination."