"I would, sir, if I were in your place," said Gilderman. "I don't doubt that he'll tell you the very best thing to do. He's got lots of influence with Police Commissioner Robinson, too. And look here, sir," the young man added, "tell Inkerman not to spare any expense and to send his bill to me." He wanted to do something to comfort the bishop, and this was all that occurred to him. "Thank you, Henry," said Bishop Caiaphas, gratefully. "No man ever had a better son than you." Gilderman slipped his hand under his father-in-law's arm and pressed it. * * * * * There was no further demonstration of the rioters against the Temple. The next day the mob gathered again, but this time it did not move towards that holy edifice, but drifted down-town towards the law-courts. As the morning wore along it began to be apprehended that an attack might be made upon the public buildings or the sub-treasury or some of the larger banking-houses, but no such attack was made. Gilderman had an appointment at the office that morning. He did not go down-town till about noon, and then he found the blockade of cars extended far up into the town. At last his coupé could go no farther. The footman came and opened the door and told Gilderman that it was impossible to go any farther, and that a policeman had said that the streets were packed full of people. As the footman stood speaking to Gilderman, Downingwood Lawton came up to the open door of the coupé. "Hello, Gildy!" he said, "is that you? What are you doing down here? Come down to see the row?" "Not exactly," said Gilderman, laughing. And then he explained. "I promised to be down at the office this morning and sign some papers. There seems to be pretty poor show of getting there, according to what my man says." "Well, I should rather say so, unless you choose to foot it; and even then it's only a chance of getting through. By George! I never saw such a jam in my life." "Were you down there, then?" said Gilderman. "Yes; Stirling and I went over to see Belle and Janette De Haven off." "They went this morning, did they?" "Yes, and we went down to see them off--just for a lark, you know. While I was down-town I thought I'd go over to the office and strike the governor for a check, and so I got right into the thick of it all. I left Stirling down there somewhere." "What did Stirling stay down there for?" "I don't know. Wants to see the row out, I guess." "What are they doing down there now?" asked Gilderman. "Nothing that I can see. The last I saw was the Man himself standing at the top of the court-house steps talking to a lot of lawyers. Where are you going now, Gildy?" "Oh, I don't know," said Gilderman. "I don't suppose it's any use my trying to get down to the office." "Not the least in the world. If you're going back up-town, I'll thank you for a lift. There isn't a cab to be had anywhere, or if you do find one it can't budge out of the block."