While they were working old Rogaum came back and stood looking on, by the side of his wife. Also Officer Delahanty, having heard the peculiar wooden ring of the stick upon the stone in the night, had come up. “Ach, ach,” exclaimed Rogaum rather distractedly, “und she iss oudt yet. I could not find her. Oh, oh!” There was a clang of a gong up the street as the racing ambulance turned rapidly in. A young hospital surgeon dismounted, and seeing the woman’s condition, ordered immediate removal. Both officers and Rogaum, as well as the surgeon, helped place her in the ambulance. After a moment the lone bell, ringing wildly in the night, was all the evidence remaining that a tragedy had been here. “Do you know how she came here?” asked Officer Delahanty, coming back to get Rogaum’s testimony for the police. “No, no,” answered Rogaum wretchedly. “She vass here alretty. I vass for my daughter loog. Ach, himmel, I haf my daughter lost. She iss avay.” Mrs. Rogaum also chattered, the significance of Theresa’s absence all the more painfully emphasized by this. The officer did not at first get the import of this. He was only interested in the facts of the present case. “You say she was here when you come? Where was you?” “I say I vass for my daughter loog. I come here, und der vooman vass here now alretty.” “Yes. What time was this?” “Only now yet. Yussed a half-hour.” Officer Maguire had strolled up, after chasing away a small crowd that had gathered with fierce and unholy threats. For the first time now he noticed the peculiar perturbation of the usually placid German couple. “What about your daughter?” he asked, catching a word as to that. Both old people raised their voices at once. “She haf gone. She haf run avay. Ach, himmel, ve must for her loog. Quick--she could not get in. Ve had der door shut.” “Locked her out, eh?” inquired Maguire after a time, hearing much of the rest of the story. “Yes,” explained Rogaum. “It was to schkare her a liddle. She vould not come ven I called.” “Sure, that’s the girl we saw walkin’ with young Almerting, do ye mind? The one in the white dress,” said Delahanty to Maguire. “White dress, yah!” echoed Rogaum, and then the fact of her walking with some one came home like a blow. “Did you hear dot?” he exclaimed even as Mrs. Rogaum did likewise. “_Mein Gott, hast du das gehoert?_” He fairly jumped as he said it. His hands flew up to his stout and ruddy head. “Whaddy ya want to let her out for nights?” asked Maguire roughly, catching the drift of the situation. “That’s no time for young girls to be out, anyhow, and with these toughs around here. Sure, I saw her, nearly two hours ago.” “Ach,” groaned Rogaum. “Two hours yet. Ho, ho, ho!” His voice was quite hysteric. “Well, go on in,” said Officer Delahanty. “There’s no use yellin’ out here. Give us a description of her an’ we’ll send out an alarm. You won’t be able to find her walkin’ around.”