The landing plans were stolen from Captain Gales's desk.

Doesn't it now seem likely that Cantor stole the plans, and turned them over to Cosetta, who would be delighted at the chance of being able to turn them over to the commander of the Mexican forces around Vera Cruz ?" "The suspicion seems plausible enough," Trent admitted, sadly, "yet it is a terrible thing to believe." "What's that ?" cried Dan, jumping suddenly as shots rang out in another street close at hand.
First had come three or four shots, almost immediately a crashing fire had followed.
"Ensign Darrin," ordered Trent, promptly, "take thirty men and locate that firing.

If you run into anything that you cannot handle, rush word back to me." Like a shot, Dave Darrin was off, running at the head of thirty sailormen.

Around two corners they dashed, then came in sight of a scene that made their blood boil.
Some forty men stood in the street, firing at a house from whose windows flashes of pistol shots came.

Plainly the defenders were pitifully weak.