The day came and went, and the night of the robbery was upon them.
At eleven o'clock the signal was given at the iron-bound door, and a moment later Gentleman George entered.
“All here?” he demanded. “Yes,” said Red Rob.
“Anybody been out?”
“No.”
“Good! We start in ten minutes. Rob, take three men, and get the boats.”
“Correct.”
“Now, boys,” continued the chief, “we have got the biggest job of our lives on hand to-night for we are going to strip the Nourhemal.”
“Hooray!”
“Sneaker, I look for great things from you and Rattler.”