Suddenly they were seized by panic, and to a man turned and fled
through a long hall that ran the length of the house.
"Keep after them, boys," panted Sergeant Dan. "Don't give them a
chance to recover themselves. We've got 'em on the run now, and we
want to keep 'em that way."
The Americans followed the rioters down the passageway, reloading
their weapons as they ran. At the end of the hall a sharp turn
gave access to another stairway, and up this the Germans rushed in
headlong flight, the Americans close on their heels. Another and
last flight of stairs took them up to the roof, and this once
reached, they broke and ran in every direction, some disappearing
through the roof-scuttles of adjoining buildings, and others
hiding behind chimneys and other roof structures.
The Americans paused for breath and consultation, and Sergeant Dan
walked to the edge of the roof nearest the street and peered over.
"Guess our job's done for the present," he said, when he returned
to his command. "Everything seems quiet in the street below, and
there's not a soul in sight. Now let's take stock of damages, and
then we'll hike back to the rendezvous.
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