The proceedings of Lord Harry after he had sent off that cheque were
most remarkable. If he had invited--actually courted--what followed--he
could not have acted differently.
He left London and crossed over to Dublin.
Arrived there, he went to a small hotel entirely frequented by Irish
Americans and their friends. It was suspected of being the principal
place of resort of the Invincibles. It was known to be a house entirely
given up to the Nationalists. He made no attempt to conceal his name.
He entered the hotel, greeted the landlord cheerfully, saluted the head
waiter, ordered his dinner, and took no notice of the sullen looks with
which he was received or the scowls which followed him about the
coffee-room, where half a dozen men were sitting and talking, for the
most part in whispers.
He slept there that night.
The next day, still openly and as if there was nothing to fear, either
from England or from Ireland, he walked to the station and took his
ticket, paying no attention to what all the world might have seen and
understood--that he was watched. When he had taken his ticket two men
immediately afterwards took tickets to the same place. The place where
he was going was that part of Kerry where the Invincibles had formerly
assassinated Arthur Mountjoy.
The two men who followed him--who took their tickets for the same
place--who got into the same carriage with him--were two members of
that same fraternity. It is well known that he who joins that body and
afterwards leaves it, or disobeys its order, or is supposed to betray
its secrets, incurs the penalty of death.