"That word has been sent to attack at five o'clock," was the reply. "I have received an answer, showing that my message was delivered without mishap."
"Good!" boomed the chief again. "That is all."
Number Two resumed his seat.
"Number Three!" called the chief.
The man next to Chester rose to his feet.
"Your report," commanded the chief.
"I have to report, sir, that the thousand men sent to me have all arrived. They came singly, and the last one arrived shortly before I came here. They are all armed and are quartered in vacant houses on Brussels Street, at the southern extremity of the city. They are awaiting the word."
The chief nodded, and the third man sat down.
"Number Four!" called the chief.
Chester rose to his feet, as had the others.