LORD，howshehasBLED！Didyoueverseesomuch——
that’smurder——that’scold-bloodedmurder。He’skilledher。Say，wemustgetapoliceman。Comeon。“
Theyturnedbackthroughthehouse。Halfadozenpeople——
thewild-gamepeddler，themanwiththebroad-brimmedhat，thewashwoman，andthreeothermen——wereinthefrontroomofthejunkshop，abankofexcitedfacessurgedatthedoor。Beyondthis，outside，thecrowdwaspackedsolidfromoneendofthealleytotheother。OutinPolkStreetthecablecarswerenearlyblockedandwerebuntingawayslowlythroughthethrongwithclangingbells。Everywindowhaditsgroup。AndasTrinaandtheharness-makertriedtoforcethewayfromthedoorofthejunkshopthethrongsuddenlypartedrightandleftbeforethepassageoftwoblue-coatedpolicemenwhocloveapassagethroughthepress，workingtheirelbowsenergetically。Theywereaccompaniedbyathirdmanincitizen’sclothes。
HeiseandTrinawentbackintothekitchenwiththetwopolicemen，thethirdmanincitizen’sclothesclearedtheintrudersfromthefrontroomofthejunkshopandkeptthecrowdback，hisarmacrosstheopendoor。