Then she sprang, and searched with hungry hands.

The little softly indented nest was not warm, the child had been gone for some hours, probably had been taken during the first and soundest sleep of the household.
Jane's purse, and her gold breast pin, had incidentally been taken also.

When she gave the alarm to Von Rosen, a sullen, handsome Syrian boy was trudging upon an unfrequented road, which led circuitously to the City, and he carried a suit-case, but it was held apart, by some of the Eastern embroideries used as wedges, before strapping, and from that came the querulous wail of a baby squirming uncomfortably upon drawn work centre pieces, and crepe kimonas.

Now and then the boy stopped and spoke to the baby in a lovely gentle voice.

He promised it food, and shelter soon in his own soft tongue.