"Exactly as I thought.

You are the pair who bribed the nun at Kajana, and succeeded in releasing the Englishwoman.

In the name of the Czar, I arrest you!" The old wood-cutter turned pale as death.

We certainly were in grave peril, for I foresaw the danger of falling into the hands of Baron Oberg, the Strangler of Finland.

Yet we had a satisfaction in knowing that, be the mystery what it might, Elma had escaped.
"And on what charge, pray, do you presume to arrest me ?" I inquired as coolly as I could.
"For aiding a prisoner to escape." "Then I wish to say, first, that you have no power to arrest me; and, secondly, that if you wish me to give you satisfaction, I am perfectly willing to do so, providing you first accompany me down to Abo." "It is outside my district," growled the fellow, but I saw that his hesitancy was due to his uncertainty as to whom I really might be.
"I desire you to take me to the Chief of Police Boranski, who will make all the explanation necessary.