been deceived by the hand of Nature. A loud noise was heard outside. They both rushed to the window and looked out.
A crowd surrounded the house as four officers, carrying a stretcher, on which Christina was lying, entered the front door!
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The poor child in her despair had thrown herself into the Amstel, but Petersen the night-watchman, like the brave lad that he was, had sprung into the water and pulled her out.
After she had been put to bed, and had received a visit from a physician, who prescribed plenty of rest and quiet, M. Tricamp approached the young men.
"As the young girl is not in a condition to be removed to-day, my men and I will retire."
"Why, has n't Cornelius told you? Christina is innocent and we know the thief."
"The thief!" exclaimed M. Tricamp, "and who is it!"
"Why, the lightning, of course!" laughingly replied Balthazar.
M. Tricamp opened his eyes in amazement, as he repeated:
"The lightning?"
"Why, naturally!" replied Cornelius; "you apply the study of psychology in your criminal
