THE GATHERING OF THE LEGIONARIES One week from that night, twenty-seven other men assembled in the strange eyrie of _Niss'rosh_, nearly a thousand feet above the city's turmoil.

They came singly or in pairs, their arrival spaced in such a manner as not to make the gathering obvious to anyone in the building below.
Rrisa, the silent and discreet, brought them up in the private elevator from the forty-first floor to the Master's apartment on the top story of the building, then up the stairway to the observatory, and thus ushered them into the presence of the Master and Bohannan.
Each man was personally known to one or the other, who vouched absolutely for his secrecy, valor, and good faith.
This story would resolve itself into a catalogue were each man to be named, with his title, his war-exploits, his decorations.

We shall have to touch but lightly on this matter of personnel.

Six of the men were Americans--eight, including the Master and Bohannan; four English; five French; two Serbian; three Italian; and the others represented New Zealand, Canada, Russia, Cuba, Poland, Montenegro, and Japan.
Not one of these men but bore a wound or more, from the Great Conflict.

This matter of having a scar had been made one prime requisite for admission to the Legion.