"Millions, sir."
"And they back you in this attack?"
"A few chosen prophets—yes—thank God."
"And these prophets of the coming mob of millions have furnished you the money to arm and equip this expedition?"
"They have."
"It's amazing—"
"The millions are yet asleep," Brown admitted. He shook his gray locks as his terrible mouth closed with a deep intake of breath. "But I'll awake them! The thunderbolt which I have launched over Harper's Ferry will call them. And they will follow me. I hope to hear the throb of their drums over the hills before you have finished with me to-day!"
Lee was silent again, looking at the face with flaming eyes in a new wonder.
"And you invade to rob and murder at will?"
"I have not robbed!"