"Here, you!" he cried, singling out a policeman who was forcing a passage through the crowd, "clear away this mob and get us a cab!" The policeman seemed inclined to resent the masterful directions, but a word whispered in his ear when he reached Winter acted like magic, and he soon had the gapers scattered.
A cab was called, and Evelyn Forbes was already inside when Theydon remembered the American.

He looked around, but could see nothing of him.
"Where is--Mr.Handyside ?" he said, still finding a good deal of difficulty in articulating his words.
"Is that the man who came with you from London ?" inquired Winter.
"Yes.

He's--an American." "Well, he may have been scared, and made a bee-line for the States.

He is not anywhere in sight." "O, please, Mr.Theydon, do let us go to the hotel," pleaded Evelyn.

She was pale, and yielding to reaction after the excitement of the fracas.
Unwillingly, since he was certain now that there was absolutely no ground for the girl's alarm on her mother's account--at any rate, so far as illness was concerned--Theydon entered the cab, and Winter followed.
"The first thing to do," said the chief inspector, when they were en route, "is to assure this young lady, whom I take to be Miss Forbes, that she has probably been brought to Eastbourne by a lying telegram, and that her mother is quite well in health.