One of the customers stepped out to return with a detective.

Again Merton was slightly disquieted at perceiving that the detective was the cross-eyed man.
This person bustled about the place, tapping the cooked meats and the cheeses, and at last placed his hand upon the shoulder of the supposed thief.

Merton, at Baird's direction, drew back and threatened him with a blow.

The detective cringed and said: "I will go out and call a policeman." The others now turned their backs upon the guilty man.

Even the girl drew away after one long, agonized look at the lover to whose embrace she had so lately submitted.