The two forces met in the south hall, after the plotters had effected an entrance from the garden; the struggle was brief, for the conspirators were outnumbered and surprised.

They were even now lying below, bound and helpless, awaiting the disposition of their intended victims.
"It is not because we love you, excellencies," explained Baillo, with a sudden fierce look in his eyes, "but because Allah has willed that we should serve you faithfully.

We are your dogs.

Therefore we fight for you.

It is a vile dog which bites its master." Browne, with the readiness of the average American, again assumed command of the situation.