mere integument of the garment.

But it sufficed to retain the scanty heat lingering in the unfortunate
man, when wrapped about him. With a surprising spell of strength,
Claudius lifted him upon his breast when so enveloped, and crossed the
grounds for the third time.

The warder had returned but he had left the gate open to close its
sliding grate by mechanism worked within his little house. To his amazed
eyes, Claudius presented himself with the burden.

"Help him! revive him! he is living!" he said. "I will go fetch the
police surgeon! it is my officer--Major von Sendlingen!"

After the announcement of the rank, Claudius knew that the officer would
want for nothing. He let the body fall into the large armchair and,
taking advantage of the warder's consternation at seeing the dead-like
body sitting between him and the only exit, glided through the narrow
space between the sliding rails and disappeared.

The boom of an alarm bell, set swinging over the gateway by the warder,
added wings to his feet, for he feared that police and patrol would
hurry to the cemetery from all quarters, and he wanted, above all, to
reach the Jew's hotel before morning.




CHAPTER VI.