He had no alternative but to obey the suasion of Mr.Rassendyll's arm, and they two began to walk down the Konigstrasse.

Bauer's whistle had died away, not to return; but from time to time Rudolf hummed softly a cheerful tune, his fingers beating time on Bauer's captive arm.

Presently they crossed the road.

Bauer's lagging steps indicated that he took no pleasure in the change of side, but he could not resist.
"Ay, you shall go where I am going, my lad," said Rudolf encouragingly; and he laughed a little as he looked down at the fellow's face.
Along they went; soon they came to the small numbers at the station end of the Konigstrasse.

Rudolf began to peer up at the shop fronts.
"It's cursed dark," said he.