The gayety and courtesy that they had seen upon it awake were only a mask.
Obed stepped lightly to one of the pillars and Ned followed him.

He knew what Obed was seeking.

Here was the great chance.

The brigands, careless from long immunity, had stacked their guns against the pillar, and Ned and Obed promptly selected the two American rifles that Ned had noticed.
Hung by each was a large supply of powder and bullets to fit which they also took.

Two of the best machetes were chosen too, and then they were ready to go.