By his side was Rischenheim.
"You're here too, are you ?" said I."Well, nothing seems to be happening, does it ?" For No.

19 showed no sign of life.

The shutters were up, the door closed; the little shop was not open for business that day.
Bernenstein shook his head with a smile.

His companion took no heed of my remark; he was evidently in a state of great agitation, and his eyes never left the door of the house.

I was about to address him, when my attention was abruptly and completely diverted by a glimpse of a head, caught across the shoulders of the bystanders.
The fellow whom I saw wore a brown wide-awake hat.