THE NEEDED IMPLEMENT Ralston rode home with an uncomfortable recollection of the little dinner-party in Calcutta at which Hatch had told his story of the Englishwoman in Mecca.

Had that story fired Shere Ali?
The time for questions had passed; but none the less this particular one would force itself into the front of his mind.
"I would have done better never to have meddled," he said to himself remorsefully--even while he gave his orders for the apprehension of Shere Ali and his companion.

For he did not allow his remorse to hamper his action; he set a strong guard at the gates of the city, and gave orders that within the gates the city should be methodically searched quarter by quarter.
"I want them both laid by the heels," he said; "but, above all, the Prince.

Let there be no mistake.

I want Shere Ali lodged in the gaol here before nightfall"; and Linforth's voice broke in rapidly upon his words.
"Can I do anything to help?
What can I do ?" Ralston looked sharply up from his desk.