19 remained dark, quiet, absolutely indifferent.

The fugitives were out of sight.

Rudolf Rassendyll, hearing nothing, had started again on his way.

But a minute later he heard a shrill whistle.
The patrol were summoning assistance; the man must be carried to the station, and a report made; but other constables might be warned of what had happened, and despatched in pursuit of the culprits.

Rudolf heard more than one answering whistle; he broke into a run, looking for a turning on the left that would take him back into the direction of my house, but he found none.