Only once did McMurdo see him, a sly, little gray-haired rat of a
man, with a slinking gait and a sidelong glance which was charged
with malice. Evans Pott was his name, and even the great Boss of
Vermissa felt towards him something of the repulsion and fear
which the huge Danton may have felt for the puny but dangerous
Robespierre.
One day Scanlan, who was McMurdo's fellow boarder, received a
note from McGinty inclosing one from Evans Pott, which informed
him that he was sending over two good men, Lawler and Andrews,
who had instructions to act in the neighbourhood; though it was
best for the cause that no particulars as to their objects should
be given. Would the Bodymaster see to it that suitable
arrangements be made for their lodgings and comfort until the
time for action should arrive? McGinty added that it was
impossible for anyone to remain secret at the Union House, and
that, therefore, he would be obliged if McMurdo and Scanlan would
put the strangers up for a few days in their boarding house.
The same evening the two men arrived, each carrying his gripsack.
Lawler was an elderly man, shrewd, silent, and self-contained,
clad in an old black frock coat, which with his soft felt hat and
ragged, grizzled beard gave him a general resemblance to an
itinerant preacher.
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