Dull and heavy, there came the tread of feet on the bridge.
"The police!" whispered Johnny.
Hanada seemed distinctly nervous.
As the two patrolmen came abreast of them one of them flashed his light.
Hanada cringed into the shadows.
"Well," said a deep voice, "here's luck! Youse guys come with us. Youse guys is wanted at the station."
"What for?" Johnny demanded.
"Youse guys know well enough. Treason, they call it."
"Treason?" Johnny gave a happy laugh. "Treason? They'll have hard work to prove that."