But the danger was past.

A second policeman was now holding the maniac by the wrists, forcing his arms above his head; Philip's arms, like a lariat, were wound around his chest; and from his pocket the first policeman gingerly drew forth a round, black object of the size of a glass fire-grenade.

He held it high in the air, and waved his free hand warningly.

But the warning was unobserved.

There was no one remaining to observe it.