Bob recognized the man as one of his father's
employees, and soon convinced him that he and Hugh were all right. They
passed on and a moment later were in Mr. Cook's office. Mr. Cook was
seated at his desk and in a chair opposite him Sergeant Riley was
ensconced.
"Well," exclaimed the sergeant as the boys entered, "if ever I saw two
hard looking bums you two are it. 'Tis a wonder one of my men didn't
run yez in."
"We were sort of afraid of that," laughed Bob. "No one bothered us
though."
"Where's Heinrich?" inquired Hugh.
"In the next room," said Mr. Cook. "Where's Lena?"
"We lost her."
"What do you mean?"
Bob told his father what they had done.
"It looks serious," said Mr. Cook thoughtfully. "Sergeant Riley has just
come from the hospital and he brought me news of Mr. Wernberg."
"How is he?"
"He's better; he talked a little this evening."
"Did he?" cried Bob eagerly. "What did he say?"
"He didn't talk connectedly," said Mr. Cook. "He was only conscious for a
few minutes, and wasn't well enough to hold a real conversation.
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