'None,' replied the landlord of the Cripples; for it was he. 'He

won't stir till it's all safe. Depend on it, they're on the

scent down there; and that if he moved, he'd blow upon the thing

at once. He's all right enough, Barney is, else I should have

heard of him. I'll pound it, that Barney's managing properly.

'Will HE be here to-night?' asked the Jew, laying the same

emphasis on the pronoun as before.

'Monks, do you mean?' inquired the landlord, hesitating.