The people are drilled, the Wind-Vane police, the engineers, and half the way-gearers are with us.

We have the halls crowded--shouting.

The whole city shouts against the Council.

We have arms." He wiped the blood with his hand.
"Your life here is not worth--" "But why arms ?" "The people have risen to protect you, Sire.

What ?" He turned quickly as the man who had first come down made a hissing with his teeth.