The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1900-04-08

"No." said CIarissa, boldly; "'the thief
was much taller"
"Ah! that might be accounted for" said
the detective. II should say seemed much
taller
AS he spoke the Malay had moved5 then
Clarissa was conscious almost Immediately
of a further slight displacement in the
crowd, and the detective had vanished from
her side.
Twill you take me back, Mr.. Forsyth
she said family to her companion. 81 am
very tired
The Malay also was by this time con.
scious of pursuit, but 1t was evident that
an arrest here, in the midst of the crowd,
might be made a difficult matter. The
native dress would be a protection so long
as it could be preserved, for the people
would be on her side. Therefore she glided
into their midst, making her way as swiftly
as she dared, fearful of too soon attracting
attention.; doubling and turning, but con-
stantly drawing a little nearer to the sea.
When at length the. plain was crossed,
and the carriage road alone lay between
her and the e~splanade, she darted suddenly
forward. making for the spot where the
narrow coping slanted down to the shore.
The detective was close upon her, but the
crowd seeing suddenly a native woman, as
they supposed, chased by a European,
hustled him. The delay was slight, but it
enabled the fugitive to gain the narrow
passage, and as the detective made a dart
and climbed the railing to seize her, she
sp~rang-the leap being by that time but a
few feet-and clearing the low rocks.
gained the side of a waiting sampan almost
at a bound.
The detective followed, and as the boat
pushed off, seized the stern. But the soli-
tary passenger leaned forward, and caught
him with a strength for which he was not
prepared, throwing him back into the
water. BY the time he had recovered, the
boat was a quarter of a mile away. An
other fifteen minutes and the police boat
was out; but an all-night search failed to
discover either the sampan or the fugitive
Malay.
All the next morning Clarissa kept to the
house, hearing no news except that the po-
lice had not so far succeeded in making an
arrest. In the afternoon, however, she
went with her mother for their usual drive.
and being in search of quiet they avoided
the golf club and the ~esplanade for the
comparative solitude of the botanical gar
dens.
There Clarissa said that she must climb
the rough pathway to the waterfall by way
of exercise, while her mother went to look
at the orchids, and ten minute later found
her seated upon a rock facing the bridge.
where the rush of water joined the stream
beneath.
The place seemed deeply still. in spite of
the monotonous roar of the falling body
of water, the hum and whir of innumer-
able beetles, the musical calls of birds. But
Clarissa had barely time to feels it's. quiet
ing influences when they were disturbed;
there came a crushing of leaves and dry
sticks. and then a voice calling: "Clarissa.
Clarissa, are you here?"
She started to her feet with a little cry.
'Phiii Phil, Your
"yes. Didn't you send for me?"
Then i'm a few minutes she learned the
a ruined man, and all the town was ring
ing with the news and the strange story
of his disappearance. No one had seen
him since the previous night; a warrant for
his arrest had been granted hat morn
ing, but it was rumored that he had made
good his escape disguised as a Malay wom-
and taken with him Miss Cars jewels!
h had been on q snipe shooting expedi-
tion 20 The mainland and only returne6 .