You will send two good men, they
will be taken charge of by Treasurer Higgins of this lodge, whose
address you know. He will show them when to act and where.
Yours in freedom, "J.W. WINDLE D.M.A.O.F.
"Windle has never refused us when we have had occasion to ask for
the loan of a man or two, and it is not for us to refuse him."
McGinty paused and looked round the room with his dull,
malevolent eyes. "Who will volunteer for the job?"
Several young fellows held up their hands. The Bodymaster looked
at them with an approving smile.
"You'll do, Tiger Cormac. If you handle it as well as you did
the last, you won't be wrong. And you, Wilson."
"I've no pistol," said the volunteer, a mere boy in his teens.
"It's your first, is it not? Well, you have to be blooded some
time. It will be a great start for you. As to the pistol,
you'll find it waiting for you, or I'm mistaken. If you report
yourselves on Monday, it will be time enough. You'll get a great
welcome when you return."
"Any reward this time?" asked Cormac, a thick-set, dark-faced,
brutal-looking young man, whose ferocity had earned him the
nickname of "Tiger.
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