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themselves, "Their sisters," says Mr. Hare, "were in debt everywhere," and probably even their sisters were likely to be seriously influenced by such considerations. Without fresh capital for investment the concern must collapse.

 

Under pressure of these circumstances the outlaws adopted a scheme more daringly ambitious than any they had yet undertaken. Their objective was the bank at Benalla; but they were well aware that the raid could not be made successfully in the casual fashion of the raid on Jerilderie. It was absolutely necessary, at least, to draw off the police at Benalla in a wrong direction. But they aspired to do more than that. On the line between Benalla and a little place called Beechworth, lay a small station, at Glenrowan. At Beechworth lived Aaron Sherrit (sic), now married, though not to Miss Byrne. Mrs. Byrne had, doubtless, ere (sic) this, let the outlaws know her suspicions of Aaron, and it is even probable that she knew more of the matter than the police supposed. If Aaron should be murdered at Beechworth on a Saturday night a party of police would be made up at Benalla and sent by special train to Beechworth as soon as possible. There were no ordinary trains on the Sunday, and the special would not stop at Glenrowan. Meanwhile the outlaws would have taken up the rails at a certain convenient spot just beyond Glenrowan station. The special would be wrecked, and the outlaws near at hand to finish off any chance survivors. Rid of the police they could then ride on the fourteen miles to Benalla and loot the bank there at leisure.

 

It was an excellent, if desperate, device. Its failure would not necessitate the capture or death of the contrivers. Its success would mean not merely the acquisition of fresh capital, but an immense increase of prestige, a terrible blow to the armour of the police and revenge on a traitor into the bargain. It was extremely difficult of execution ; but, if the worst came and the outlaws had to fight for their lives, they were by no means ill-prepared. Not only were they tolerably well armed; they were armoured also. Each man had by him a complete "suit" of body armour, rudely forged out of old plough-shares, and weighing 97 lbs. The iron plates  

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