The soldier lagged somewhat behind, an insignificant, rat-faced fellow, but the larger man walked straight, with squared shoulders.

He wore a broad-brimmed hat pulled low over his eyes, and a black beard concealed the lower portion of his face.

Hamlin followed as the two pushed their way up among the idle crowd congregated on the wooden steps, and peered in through the wide doorway.

Satisfied that he would recognize both worthies when they met again, and realizing now something of the plot being operated, Hamlin edged in closer toward the sergeant who was guarding the entrance.

The latter recognized him with a nod.
"Pretty busy, Masters ?" "Have been, but there will be a lull now; when they come back from supper there 'll be another rush likely.