"Here are some facts，though，"said Patsy."Inez wasbaby's ？rst nurse，and resented Mildred's coming.Somehow，I always get back to that fact when I begin to conjecture.Thetwo nurses hated each other—everybody admits that.Mildred hated mildly；Inez venomouslya.""Miguel told me that Inez has threatened to kill Mildred，"said Arthur."And there is another thing：one of the women said Inez brought the baby to the quarters，at about noon，and while there they discovered Mildred watching them from the shelter of a hedge.This incensed Inez and she hurried away tothe house，followed stealthily by Mildred.""That，"said Dolph，"was perhaps the beginning of the quarrel.We don't know what happened afterward，except that both were seen in the court with baby at about two o'clock.""Afterward，"said Patsy，"one of the housemaids sawInez go out—as if for a walk.She may have returned.I think she did，for otherwise it was Mildred who carried the baby away.I can see no reason for her doing that.""Of course Inez returned，"declared Arthur，"for nothingwould induce her to run away from us and leave her beloved baby.I believe the poor girl would rather die than be separated for good from little Jane.You've no idea how passionately she worshiped the child.""All of which，"the doctor stated，"indicates a tragedyrather than some feminine whim—which last I much prefer as a solution.But if both nurses were fond of little Jane—who is the ？nest baby I ever knew，by the way—no quarrel or other escapade would permit them to injure the dear infant.Let usworry about the two girls，but not about little Jane."Such advice was impossible to follow，and doubtless the shrewd doctor knew it；but it was a comforting thought，nevertheless，and had already done much to sustain the despairing father.
No one seemed willing to adopt Patsy's suggestion that they go to bed and get some much needed rest，in preparation for the morrow.Arthur left them for a time to visit Louise，but soon returned with word that she was quietly sleeping under the in？uence of the potion the doctor had administered.The three girls—for Mrs.Hahn was only a girl—sat huddledin one corner，whispering at times and trying to cheer oneanother.The doctor read in his book.Rudolph smoked and lay back in his chair，gazing reflectively at the ceiling.Bul Run had his feet on a second chair and soon fell into a doze，when he snoreda in such a high falsettob that Arthur kicked his shins to abate the nuisance.The major sat stif？y，gazing straight ahead，and Uncle John tramped up and down the room untiringly.The baby had grown very dear to the hearts of these last two men in the few days they had known her and her sudden loss rendered them inconsolable.
The suspense was dreadful.Had it been day，they couldhave done something to further the search，but the night held them impotent and they knew they must wear out the dreary hours as best they might.
At one o'clock Patsy drew her father aside and prevailed upon him to go to his room and lie down.
"This tedious waiting is merely wearing you out，"she said，"and for dear baby's sake you should be fresh and vigorous in the morning."That seemed to the major to be very sensible，especiallyas he felt the need of rest，so he slipped away and went to the blue room，which was located in the old wing and just above the nursery.
Then the girl approached Uncle John，but he would notlisten to her.He was too nervous to rest，he insisted，and she realized that he spoke truly.Just as she abandoned the argument they were all startled by the sound of wheels rolling up the driveway and Arthur rushed to an open window and looked out.
An automobile had just arrived."Who is it？"he called.
"Id's me，Meisteh Veldon—id's Peters，de constable，"called a rich voice in strong German dialect."I got your baby here，und der Mexico girls to boots！""What！"they all shrieked，springing up to crowd aroundthe window.
"Bring her in，Peters！"yelled Arthur，a great gladness in his voice，and now he was half running，half tumbling down the stairs in his haste to reach the door，while the others trailed after him like the tail of a comet.
As the door was thrown open Peters—a stout German—entered with a bundle in his arms，followed by a weeping，angry Mexican woman who was fat and forty and as unlike Inez as was possible.
Even as Arthur's eyes fell on this poor creature his heart sank，and the revulsiona of feeling was so severe that he tottered and almost fell.Runyon grabbed his arm and supported him while Peters fumbled withb the wrappings of the baby.
"Do I gets me dot rewards—heh？"asked the constable，holding up a fat little Mexican baby，whose full black eyes regarded the group wonderingly.
The father turned away，heartsick.
"Give him some money and get rid of him，"he moaned.Dolph took the constable in hand.
"You blooming idiot！"he exclaimed."Why did you dragthat poor woman here？""Id iss a rewards for der Mexico girl unt a baby；dot iss what ef'rybody say.How do I know id iss not Herr Veldon's baby？"demanded the indignant German."Do his baby gots a sign on id，to say id iss de right baby，vot iss lost unt must be foundt？No，py jimminy ！He yust say he hass a lost baby，unt a Mexico girl hass runned avay mit id.So I finds me a Mexico girl unt a baby—unt here id iss！"Patsy took the baby，a good little thing，and placed it inits mother's arms.
"Who are you，and where did this man ？nd you？"the girlasked sympathetically.
The woman first shook her head and then burst into a voluble stream of Spanish，not a word of which could be understood.
"She cannot speak de Ingliss，like me，so I cannod tellif she iss de right Mexico vomans or nod，"explained the constable."Bud I brings her mit me，yust de same，unt id costs me four dollars to rendt me an automobubbles.""Take her back，"said Hahn，giving him a ten—dollarnote；and then he gave the woman some money and kissed the baby，which smiled at him approvingly.
Beth ran to get some of the sandwiches for the woman，while Patsy brought milk for the baby and Uncle John offered the constable a cigar.Then the three were sent away and the automobile rolled back to town.