I nodded, and the affair was put in my hands. As I was going out of the door, a fellow detective came hurriedly in.
“Nabbed them,” cried he.
“Who?” asked more than one voice.
“The fellows who have been climbing into second-story windows, and helping themselves while the family is at dinner.”
I stopped.
“Where did you catch them?” I asked.
“In Twenty-second Street.”
“To-night?”
“Not two hours ago.”
I looked at the Superintendent. He gave a curious lift of his brows, which I answered with a short smile. In another moment I was in the street.