"No, I know you don't. But they are watching you, nevertheless, so let us go at once."
"Who sent you here to help us?" the girl enquired, as they moved along by the side of the policeman. "Was it that kind man who played so nicely?"
"I received orders to come," was the reply. "That is all I can tell you. But I think you had better let me carry that money," he added, "perhaps it will be safer with me."
The girl was only too glad to comply with his request, for she was beginning to get quite nervous as they moved along through the crowds. She imagined now that many people were following them in order to steal their treasure.
It was quite a distance they had to travel, and very glad was the old man when at length they stopped before the door of a house on a narrow street.
"You live here?" the policeman asked, as he handed the hat with the money to the girl.
"Oh, no," was the reply. "We are only staying here for the night. We live in the country. This is a boarding place, and we have been here before. We are very grateful to you for your kindness, sir, and we shall never forget you."
"It's all in the night's work," the policeman replied. "But be careful of that money. Keep a good watch over it."
"Indeed I shall," and the girl hugged it close to her breast. "It means so much to us."
The policeman moved away, and then stopped and watched the house for a few minutes after the old man and the girl had entered the building.