There appeared also the tall form of Dunwody himself, leaning on a rifle barrel for a crutch.

All these paused in the hall or on the gallery, close to the great door.

Dunwody's frown was unmistakable enough, when he saw the three grouped outside, the two prisoners armed.
"There's been plotting here!" he cried.

"What's up?
Get your arms, men! Cover them, quick!" "Wait!" said Carlisle quietly.

"We're armed, and we've got you covered." His weapon and that of Kammerer shone gray in the half light.