We happen to know, however,
that the enemy have a considerable store of powder in one of the
lower chambers. If that could be exploded the way would be clear
for us."
"How can it be reached?" I asked.
"I will explain. We have a French agent within the town named
Hubert. This brave man has been in constant communication with
us, and he had promised to explode the magazine. It was to be
done in the early morning, and for two days running we have had a
storming party of a thousand Grenadiers waiting for the breach to
be formed. But there has been no explosion, and for these two
days we have had no communication from Hubert.
The question is, what has become of him?"
"You wish me to go and see?"
"Precisely. Is he ill, or wounded, or dead? Shall we still wait
for him, or shall we attempt the attack elsewhere?
We cannot determine this until we have heard from him. This is a
map of the town, Captain Gerard.
You perceive that within this ring of convents and monasteries
are a number of streets which branch off from a central square.
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