en on the morrow."

CHAPTER VII.

AN AMBUSCADE.

The energetic governor of New York had a spy present during the
interview between the Green Mountain leader and the governor of New
Hampshire.

Tryon had made up his mind to use his influence--and it was great--to
have England amalgamate the two colonies and make him the ruler of the
consolidated district.

In fact, he had already planned a scheme by which all of New England
should be federated under his lead, thus creating a vice-gerency in the
New World which should be all-powerful.

To carry out this plan he hoped to embroil the governor of New
Hampshire with the mountaineers, and thus, by creating dissensions,
show to England that a strong hand was needed.

When his trusted deputy heard from the spy the result of the interview
between Allen and the governor, he called his aids together and asked
their advice.

"Wentworth will give that fellow Allen all he asks," he said, "and our
mission will be a failure."

"Cannot we capture this rebel and carry him over the border?"

"If we could we should be masters of the situation."

"Then we will do it."

"How?"

"Leave that to me. You must not know anything about it or it will
compromise you."

"But, Edwards, unless I know the details how can I advise the governor
or prove to him that it was justifiable?"

"That is the very thing you must not do until Allen and perhaps his men
are in New York Colony. Then you can boldly say: 'Here is the rebel;
hang him!'"

That evening, when the mountaineers were smoking their pipes in front
of the inn, a man strolled leisurely along the street and looked at
Allen and Warner, who were talking together.

He retraced his steps and stared at the men, hoping that they would
resent the impertinence; but Allen did not notice him and Warner only
smiled to himself.

"Can you tell me where I shall find a man they call Ethan Allen?" asked
the man, after passing and repassing several times.

"I have the right to bear that name," answered Allen.

"Oh!"

"Why did you ask?"

"I wanted to see him."

"Well, you have seen him," Warner said, angrily.

"And who are you?"

"A better man than you."

"That I doubt."

"Very well; you are perfectly within your rights."

"I know that, but I would like to know your name."

"Seth Warner."

"I am Jack Edwards, at your service."

"Very well, Mr. Jack Edwards, you can serve me by going about your
business."

"So I wi