It was evident that he was in fact as well as name their leader, but they were not like the usual oily plotters of revolution who congregate about the round tables in dingy back rooms of South Street cafes, apportioning the gold lace, the offices, and the revenues among themselves.

There was an "air" about them that was different.
"Let me present Captain Lee Gordon of the _Arroyo_," remarked Santos, coming to a stockily-built, sun-burned man with the unmistakable look of the Anglo-Saxon who has spent much time in the neighborhood of the tropical sun.

"The _Arroyo_ is the ship that is to carry the arms and the plant to the island--from Brooklyn.

We choose Brooklyn because it is quieter over there--fewer people late at night on the streets." Captain Gordon bowed, without taking his eyes off Constance.
"I am, like yourself, Mrs.Dunlap, a recent recruit," he explained.

"It is a wonderful plan," he added enthusiastically.