Hanada had not said one word of his affairs of the night before, nor
did he now as they were about to part.

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."

* * * * *

Had one been privileged to see Cio-Cio-San at the moment Johnny Thompson
and his friend were arrested, he might easily have imagined that she was
back in Japan. The room in which she paced anxiously back and forth was
Japanese to the final detail. The floor was covered thickly with
mattings and the walls, done in a pale blue, were hung everywhere with