"Do you know where to find the headquarters of the Council?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Do you know these men by sight?"
"I believe I can recognize eight of the nine."
"Well, then, I shall have to ask you to go down to the Council's headquarters at once, and arrest the leaders of the movement. You will have the honor of ending the uprising before it has begun."
CHAPTER XXVIII
WITH THE PICK-HANDLE BRIGADE
If I had stopped to consider how fully the safety of Wharton Kendrick--to say nothing of his niece--depended upon me, I should perhaps have found courage to decline the dangerous mission. But William T. Coleman's commanding eye was upon me; and after a gulp to moisten my dry throat, I replied with an attempt to put a cheerful spirit into my voice:
"Very well; but I'd like to take a man or two along--merely as a guaranty to the Council that I'm not joking."
Coleman smiled.