"But we can't stay here!" Dan cried. "We've got to get back!"
"When the sergeant tells me to do a thing, I do it," said the officer composedly. "So I'm goin' to stay right here."
Dan glared at him for a moment, and started to speak his mind, but thought better of it.
"Any objection to my waiting in front of the house?" he asked.
The officer pondered a moment.
"No, I guess not. Right down this street, you said?"
"Yes; I didn't notice the number, but it's about half-way of the block. I'll be waiting."
"All right. Skip along."
"I'm going too," said Kasia.
Dan started to object—the danger was not over yet—but she was already at the door.