The youth wore a ring with a cameo in it, but it looked tight and hard to get off.
"Might try his other pockets," mused the thief.

Then a distant shouting came to his ears.
"Somebody is after him," he muttered.

"I reckon it's time I cleared out.
It won't do for me to be seen in this neighborhood." He looked around for an instant.

Then he walked to the roadside, ran in among the trees and bushes, and disappeared from view..