"It was not alone her words that carried conviction with them, it was her deep distress, and the evident sincerity with which she spoke. Moreover, now that our reporter had the opportunity of observing her closely, he saw that she was not of a common stamp. There was a refinement in her voice and manner which impressed him. "'I believe you,' he said, and slowly put on his waistcoat and coat. "'The chance is lost,' said the policeman, with a scornful smile; 'the poor thing is dead by this time. A put-up job, my man. I wasn't born yesterday.' "He had noted the dialogue between the woman and our reporter, some portion of which had escaped him, and his suspicions were aroused. He was not entirely without justification. Seeing upon one side of her a policeman, and on the other side a gentleman, the woman, being undoubtedly of the better class, had gravitated naturally toward our reporter. Thus at once was established, without premeditation, a conflict of interests in the eyes of the policeman. He represented the Law, which is invariably more suspicious than sympathetic. Opposing him were two strangers who might be in collusion. Hunting in couples, one of either sex, was a common trick of the criminal classes, with which every policeman is familiar. The officer with whom we are dealing was not of an analytic turn; he jumped rather at conclusions than motives; therefore, he pronounced the verdict first and examined the evidence afterward, or left it to others to examine. All that he was honestly concerned in was the performance of his duty. "'Did you not hear her say,' said our reporter, 'that she was alone, and no baby with her?' "'I heard something of the sort,' replied the policeman, candidly, believing it is another matter. 'I believe in my own ears. Are you a confederate of hers?' "Our reporter laughed, and his laugh strengthened the policeman's suspicions and excited his ire. "'Perhaps you will both deny,' he said, 'that something was thrown into the river.' "'I certainly heard a splash,' said our reporter, and he looked at the woman for confirmation, but she said nothing. "'We'll fish it up, whatever it is,' said the policeman. 'If it isn't a baby--which I say it is, as I heard it cry--it's stolen property. Pretty nigh as bad.' So saying, he blew his whistle. "The sound terrified the woman; she clung to our reporter. "'What need is there to summon assistance?' asked our reporter. "'I know what I'm up to,' replied the policeman. 'I'll trouble you to come to the police station. "'I intend to do so. Are you going to charge this lady?' "A grateful sob escaped the woman, produced by the reference to her as a lady no less than by the considerate tone in which it was made. "'If you're particularly anxious to know,' said the policeman, 'I am going to charge you both.' "Much amused, our reporter asked, 'What do you charge her with?'