All three hastened up the avenue now where, beside a wall, they
could see two men looking through intently as though very angry at
something going on inside.

"Arrest them!" shouted Del Mar as his own men ran forward.

The fight was short and sharp, with every evidence of being
genuine. One of the men managed to break away and jump the garden
wall, with Del Mar and one of the policemen after him, while the
other only reached the wall to be dragged down by the other
policeman.

Elaine and I had been, as I have said, talking with the man named
Bailey who posed as a Secret Service man, when the rumpus began.
As the man came over the fence, warning Bailey, it was evident
that neither of them had time to escape. With his club the
policeman struck the newcomer of the two flat while the tall,
athletic gentleman leaped upon Bailey and before we knew it had
him disarmed. In a most clean-cut and professional way he snapped
the bracelets on the man.

Elaine was astounded at the kaleidoscopic turn of affairs, too
astounded even to make an outcry. As for me, it was all so sudden
that I had no chance to take part in it. Besides I should not have
known quite on which side to fight. So I did nothing.

But as it was over so quickly, I took a step forward to our latest
arrival.

"Beg pardon, old man," I began, "but don't you think this is just