"Got any money?"
"Two dollars and seventy cents."
"That all?"
"Yes, sir."
"What place do you come from?"
"Chickaminga, Quebec."
"You'll take the 8.15 A. M. train back to-morrow," said the man, briefly. "Now, Deutscher," and he nodded to the German Jew.
The boy and girl left the room, hand in hand, with melancholy clothing them like a garment, and 'Tilda Jane gazed after them with wide-open eyes. Her attention, however, was soon distracted, for the little Jew, the instant he was indicated, sprang from his seat, extended both hands, and nimbly skipping over the floor between his numerous bundles, overwhelmed the inspector with a flood of German.
The inspector leaned back in his chair and at last put up a hand with a commanding, "Halt!"