"Well, how did matters go?" asked the detective, who had in the meantime become Timm's friend, and was fully initiated in his intrigues.
"All up!" sighed Timm, angrily. "Lost my labor and my trouble! All up! I could roast the two rascals!" He pointed at Oswald and Schmenckel.
"Hem, hem!" said the policeman. "You must tell me that at leisure. Come to Rose; but let us first hear what the mad professor has to say."
"Do you know him?" asked Timm.
"Hush! We know him. Deceived people!--all right! To arms!--excellent! Just wait!--we'll catch you! And there comes the tall baron, who makes such revolutionary speeches at the election meetings! Why, there is the whole nest of them!--build barricades!--hurrah! Bravo!--hurrah! All men to the barricades! Hurrah!" cried the detective, and waved his hat with admirably feigned enthusiasm. Then he seized Timm by the arm and said: "Now we must get away quickly or the fellows will shut us up here with their barricade."
The two companions crept down Gertrude street and disappeared in the Dismal Hole.
Mrs. Rose Pape received them with unusual cordiality.
"Well, darlings, do you come with full purses? Have you got it, eh?
"Hush!" said the detective, "and bring us beer; we can't stop."
"Without telling me how the----?" said the worthy matron indignantly, and made with her thumb and her forefinger the motion of counting money.