The man bent forward. "There's many women already lying dead about here, sir, and likely to be more--babies and children too--before we're through with this hellish business!" he said grimly. "If she's dead, poor thing, we can do nothing for her. But if you think there's any life left in her--well, you'll find plenty of ambulances, as well as doctors and nurses, down Strand way. But if I was you, I'd wait a bit before going back. They're still about--" and even as he uttered the word "about" he started back into the shelter of the building, pulling Sherston roughly in with him as he did so, and there came a loud, dull report, curiously analogous to that which a quarter of an hour ago--it seemed hours rather than minutes--Sherston had taken for the bursting of a motor tire. But this time the sound was at once followed by that of shattered glass, and of falling masonry. "Good God!" he cried. "What's that?" "A goodish lot of damage this time, I should think," said the Inspector thoughtfully. "Though they're doing wonderfully little considering how they--" "THEY?" "Zeppelins, of course, sir! Why didn't you guess that? They say there're two over us if not three." Then in a voice, so changed, so charged with relief, that his own mother would not have known it for the same, the man exclaimed, "Look up, sir--there they are! And they're off--the hellish things!" And Sherston throwing up his head, did indeed see what looked to his astonished eyes like two beautiful golden trout swimming across the sky just above him. As he stood awestruck, fascinated at the astounding sight, he also saw what looked like a falling star shoot down from one of the Zeppelins, and again there fell on his ears that strange explosive thud. The man by his side uttered a stifled oath. "There's another--let's hope it's the last in this district!" he exclaimed. "See! They're off down the river now!" Even as he said the words the space in front of the Police Station was suddenly filled with a surging mass of people, men, women, even children, making their way Strandward, to see all that there was to see, now that the immediate danger was past. "If I were you, sir, I think I'd stay here quietly a bit, till the crowd has thinned, and been driven back. I take it you can't do that poor woman of whom you spoke just now any good--I take it she's dead, sir?" the Inspector spoke very feelingly. "Yes, she certainly is dead," said Sherston dully. "Well, I must be going now, but if you like to stay here a while, I'm sure you're welcome, sir." "No," said Sherston. "I think I'll go out and see whether I can do anything to help."