Further instructions had reached them from the President on the previous morning, by which time He had completed His visitation, and received the assent of the Emergency Councils of the world. This Snowford commented upon in an undertone, and added a word or two as to details, as the four stood together looking out over the city. Briefly, the plan was as follows, at least so far as it concerned England. The volor was to approach Palestine from the direction of the Mediterranean, observing to get into touch with France on her left and Spain on her right within ten miles of the eastern end of Crete. The approximate hour was fixed at twenty-three (eastern time). At this point she was to show her night signal, a scarlet line on a white field; and in the event of her failing to observe her neighbours was to circle at that point, at a height of eight hundred feet, until either the two were sighted or further instructions were received. For the purpose of dealing with emergencies, the President’s car, which would finally make its entrance from the south, was to be accompanied by an _aide-de-camp_ capable of moving at a very high speed, whose signals were to be taken as Felsenburgh’s own. So soon as the circle was completed, having Esdraelon as its centre with a radius of five hundred and forty miles, the volors were to advance, dropping gradually to within five hundred feet of sea-level, and diminishing their distance one from another from the twenty-five miles or so at which they would first find themselves, until they were as near as safety allowed. In this manner the advance at a pace of fifty miles an hour from the moment that the circle was arranged would bring them within sight of Nazareth at about nine o’clock on the Sunday morning. * * * * * The guard came up to the four as they stood there silent. “We are ready, gentlemen,” he said. “What do you think of the weather?” asked Snowford abruptly. The guard pursed his lips. “A little thunder, I expect, sir,” he said. Oliver looked at him curiously. “No more than that?” he asked. “I should say a storm, sir,” observed the guard shortly. Snowford turned towards the gangway. “Well, we had best be off: we can lose time further on, if we wish.”