“Handcuffs ready?”
“All ready.”
“Good. Throw your line, double column, across the street, stop the parade and arrest them one at a time.”
Suggs squared his round shoulders as best he could; the officer saluted and returned to his place to execute the order.
When the cordon formed across the street the boys yelled and the news flashed from lip to lip far down the line. A great crowd quickly gathered surging back and forth in waves of excitement as the raiders approached.
The white ghostlike figures could now be seen, the draped horse and rider appearing of gigantic size in the shimmering moonlight.
“Now we’ll have some fun,” exclaimed Suggs with a triumphant smile.
Stella trembled with excitement, two bright red spots appearing on her dimpled cheeks, her eyes sparkling.
Amid constant cheers from the crowds the line of white figures slowly approached the cordon of police without apparently noticing their existence.
“Now for the climax of the drama!” cried Suggs, watching with eager interest the rapidly closing space between the Clansmen and his police.