"Get down, boys, to the beach; the boats and nets are ready. Captain, you come with me. Willie, take charge of the boats."
The men were lost in the darkness almost instantaneously, Willie, as he went, tossing the ghostly disguise to Job as he ran off.
"Where to?" asked the captain, quietly.
"By the secret way," said Job, "if you've pluck enough."
The captain smiled.
"Question that when you see cause, my man," he said. "Until then give me credit for some courage, remembering that I have made my own terms with you, twenty to one."
"Right," said Job. "I didn't mean to offend. Put one o' those white cloaks on, and rub the sulphur over your face. There'll be two White Nuns to-night in Mildmay Park!"
Job made his way, with the captain at his side, to the center of the chapel, the sulphur on both their faces gleaming ghastly and horrible in the darkness.
In the center stood a tomb with the half-moldered effigy of a knight lying full length.
Job sprang upon that and motioned the captain to imitate his example.