Slowly moving tidal water flowed darkly beneath us! For twenty
breathless seconds we watched--but nothing showed upon the
surface.
"I hope his swimming is no better than his shooting," I said.
"It can avail him little," replied Harley grimly; "a river-police
boat is waiting for anyone who tries to escape from that side of
the house. We are by no means alone in this affair, Knox. But,
firstly, what have we here!" He took up the bundle which the
fugitive had deserted. "Something incriminating when Ali of
Cairo dared not stay to face it out! He would never have
deserted this place in the ordinary way. That fellow who was
such a bad shot was left behind, when the news of our approach
reached here, to make a desperate attempt to remove some piece of
evidence! I'll swear to it. But we were too soon for him!"
All the time he was busily removing the pieces of sacking and
scraps of Oriental stuff with which the bundle was fastened; and
finally he drew out a dress-suit, together with the linen,
collar, shoes, and underwear--a complete outfit, in fact--and on
top of the whole was a soft gray felt hat!
Eagerly Harley searched the garments for some name of a maker by
which their owner might be identified.
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