"
"I guess you are right."
"This is how I should work it. You will all be in the big
room--same as you saw when you had a chat with me. I'll open the
door for him, show him into the parlour beside the door, and
leave him there while I get the papers. That will give me the
chance of telling you how things are shaping. Then I will go
back to him with some faked papers. As he is reading them I will
jump for him and get my grip on his pistol arm. You'll hear me
call and in you will rush. The quicker the better; for he is as
strong a man as I, and I may have more than I can manage. But I
allow that I can hold him till you come."
"It's a good plan," said McGinty. "The lodge will owe you a debt
for this. I guess when I move out of the chair I can put a name
to the man that's coming after me."
"Sure, Councillor, I am little more than a recruit," said
McMurdo; but his face showed what he thought of the great man's
compliment.
When he had returned home he made his own preparations for the
grim evening in front of him. First he cleaned, oiled, and
loaded his Smith & Wesson revolver. Then he surveyed the room in
which the detective was to be trapped.
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