Later in the morning the partners and clerks of the store came. A thorough examination of the establishment was made, and it was found that none of the goods had been carried away. Some of the watches in the bag which had been conveyed to the street were somewhat injured, probably by the descent of Wade upon the robber, who was at work on the bag at the time; but a few hundred dollars would repair all the damage. The two robbers and Steeples had been ironed and taken away by the police, who came back as soon as they had committed their prisoners, to continue the examination. Wade Brooks was questioned by Mr. Maynard and his partners till he was exhausted from the want of food and sleep. The excitement had subsided, and he felt the effect of his long vigil. He began to feel faint and sick. “I can’t say any thing more,” replied he, sinking into a chair in the private office of Mr. Maynard. “Why, what is the matter, my lad?” asked the senior partner of the firm, who saw that the brave boy was pale and faint. “I am about used up,” said Wade wearily. “I haven’t had any thing to eat since yesterday noon, and I didn’t sleep more than two or three hours in that box last night; and I worked hard from the time I got up till you came in the morning. I had to watch those fellows all the time, for once one of them nearly got loose.” “It was very thoughtless of me not to think that we were keeping you till after ten o’clock in the morning without your breakfast,” said Mr. Maynard, hastily seizing his hat. “I shouldn’t mind it if I had had any supper last night,” added Wade, trying to laugh. “I shall not forgive myself for not thinking of your wants. Now come with me, and we will make it right as soon as possible,” said the senior. Mr. Maynard conducted him to Delmonico’s, where he ordered the best that could be had even at that famous place, and three times as much as the famished boy could eat. The wealthy jeweller watched him with genuine interest, as he consumed his beefsteak and potatoes and omelet; and Wade came to himself before he had half finished the meal. “I have to go down to Flinker’s restaurant some time this forenoon,” said Wade, when he began to feel like himself. “A man robbed me of a hundred dollars yesterday; and it was every cent of money I had in the world.” Mr. Maynard wanted to know about it; and Wade told his story from the hour he had left Midhampton down to the time he had made his bed in the boxes in the rear of the store. The jeweller was interested; and Wade gave all the names, keeping back nothing. He was musing all the time upon the story to which he was listening, or something else. “I have had a hard time of it since I came to New York, and I don’t think I am equal to these swindlers you have here. They clean me out every time.”