Innes triumphed in the fulfilment of his prophecy.

He and Archie were now become the heroes of the night; but whereas every one crowded about Innes, when the meeting broke up, but one of all his companions came to speak to Archie.
"Weir, man! That was an extraordinary raid of yours!" observed this courageous member, taking him confidentially by the arm as they went out.
"I don't think it a raid," said Archie grimly.

"More like a war.

I saw that poor brute hanged this morning, and my gorge rises at it yet." "Hut-tut," returned his companion, and, dropping his arm like something hot, he sought the less tense society of others.
Archie found himself alone.

The last of the faithful--or was it only the boldest of the curious ?--had fled.