His heart sang within him, that memorable and wondrous night, up there in the hiding-place among the Great Smokies--there with Catherine and the other comrades--there planning the last great blow to strike away forever the shackles from the bleeding limbs of all the human race! But serious and urgent things were to be thought of, and at once, for on the morrow Brevard was going down, disguised, to Louisville, in one of the two monoplanes, to attend a final secret meeting of the North-middle Section Committee.

From this he would proceed to the refuge near Port Colborne, Ontario.
"Let us make that our meeting-place, one week from tonight," said Gabriel, "in case anything happens.

Should we be detected, or should any accident befall, we must have some time and place to rally by.

Is my suggestion taken ?" They all agreed, after some discussion.
"But," added Mrs.Grantham, "let's hope we're still secure here, for a while.

It doesn't seem possible they could find us _here_, in this broad mountain wilderness!" Brevard, meanwhile, was spreading out diagrams and plans.
"The plant at Niagara," said he.