"Are you sure he is not fooling you?"
"Am I sure? Yes, I am sure. I will have him in that house to-night. You will discover him and drag him forth. The plan will be carried out: At the proper time the riot will commence and in the mêlée down he goes."
"I hope it is as you say. I would not chance even on your positive assurance, but Redalli says it is all right, and he is the boss. He takes the responsibility."
As intimated, Oscar started for Hoboken in company with the siren and two trusty men followed his steps. Our hero was determined that there should be no miss. He had provided against every possible contingency. He arrived at the house. Oscar had been seemingly persuaded that the siren's brother was to be their guide, that she had fooled him for his own eventual good. Arrived at the house the siren signaled and a young man, supposed to be the woman's brother, opened the door. The woman asked:
"Have they arrived?"
"No one has arrived yet."
"Then I can secrete my friend."
"Certainly; but, sister, remember, I am trusting you and believe it is for your and my eventual good that I consent to act in this matter."
"You can trust me."
"If not you, whom can I trust?"