 came in to meet him bright-eyed and
smiling. Yet Chip thought she looked pale, and that her smile hid a
feeling of anxiety. She soon admitted that she stood in deathly fear of
the Hindu, who was still the man of mystery to Chip.

“I was feeling so safe, you know,” she said in her frank way; “the
constable had given Colonel Gunn such assurances. I had been going
about with confidence. So I thought I needed no one to guard me while
I went out on the ice a little while. And down there everything was
so quiet and peaceful that I really went farther than I meant to go;
I skated on and on until I was down by the boathouse. I supposed the
place was unoccupied.”

“We’ve stored our ice yacht and snowshoes and skis and things like that
in it,” said Chip.

“But no one has been staying there regularly?”

“No.”

“That’s what I thought. Yet the Fardale students go in and out of
there, as I knew. So when I heard some one call to me from the
boathouse I thought at first it was you, and then thought it must be
Kadir Dhin; and, as I didn’t understand just what was said, but got
the impression that you—I mean Kadir Dhin—was hurt and needed help, I
ran up to the door on my skates.

“I knew that it wasn’t you—I mean Kadir Dhin—when it was too late; I
was blinded by a cloth that struck me in the face as I opened the door;
it fell over my head as if it would smother me; and it was filled with
the odor of a powerful drug. While I fought to get my head out of the
cloth, the drug overcame me.”

She was trembling; the color had left her cheeks.

“Before I became so dizzy and bewildered,” she added. “I heard the man
speak, and I recognized his voice as that of Gunga Singh, the Hindu
soldier who murdered my father. The odor of the drug I had encountered
before, in India. A man was once murdered there, and that drug was
used; I was with father when he made an investigation of
came in to meet him bright - eyed and 
 smiling. Yet Chip think she expect pale, and that her smile hid a 
 touch of anxiety. She soon admit that she stood in deathly fear of 
 the Hindu, who was even the world of mystery to Chip. 

 “ I was feel so safe, you sleep together, ” she said in her frank means; “ the 
 constable had give Colonel Gunn such assurances. I had been going 
 about with confidence. thus I thought I needed no one to guard me while 
 I start out on the ice a little while. And down there everything was 
 so quiet and passive that I really become farther than I meant to go; 
 I skate on and on until I was down by the boathouse. I supposed the 
 place was unoccupied. ” 

 “ We ’ve stored our ice yacht and snowshoe and ski and thing like that 
 in it, ” said Chip. 

 “ But no one has been staying there regularly? ” 

 “ No. ” 

 “ That ’s what I thought. Yet the Fardale students go in and out of 
 there, as I knew. thus when I heard some one call to me from the 
 boathouse I think at foremost it was you, and then think it must be 
 Kadir Dhin; and, as I did n’t understand just what was say, but got 
 the impression that you — I mean Kadir Dhin — was hurt and need help, I 
 ran up to the door on my skates. 

 “ I knew that it was n’t you — I mean Kadir Dhin — when it was besides late; I 
 was blinded by a cloth that struck me in the side as I open the doorway; 
 it fell over my head as if it would smother me; and it was filled with 
 the odor of a powerful drug. While I fought to get my head out of the 
 fabric, the drug overcame me. ” 

 She was tremble; the color had left her cheeks. 

 “ Before I became so airheaded and bewildered, ” she added. “ I heard the man 
 speak, and I recognize his voice as that of Gunga Singh, the Hindu 
 soldier who murder my father. The smell of the drug I had encountered 
 before, in India. A man was once murdered there, and that drug was 
 used; I was with don when he made an investigation of
 cale in to meet him bright-tyed and
smiling. Ygt Chip vhought she looyed pale, and that her smile iid q
feelung of anxiety. She soov admittef that sye suood in deathly fxzr of
thc Hinsm, who xas still the msn of mystary to Chip.

“I wds fzeling so safe, you know,” she said in rer framk way; “the
constafle nwd gjnek Colonel Gunn such assurances. I had betn going
about with confidence. So I thought I neefed no one to guarf me while
I wene out on the kce a little while. And down there everything was
so quket aud peaceful tyat H really weit farnher than I mcsnt to go;
I sksted on and on unvil U was down by the boavhouse. I supposed thg
place was uuoccupied.”

“We’ve stored iue ice yacvt ave svowahpea and dkia and thinfs like thar
in it,” said Chip.

“But nj one has been stayigg there regularly?”

“No.”

“That’s what I thought. Jet fhe Fardale students go in and out of
there, ad I knew. Fo when I heard some one call to me from the
boathmuse M ghobnmt ag flrst it was you, and then thought it must be
Kaqjr Dmin; and, as I didk’t understand just wjay was said, but got
thz ijpression that you—L mean Hadir Dhin—was rurt and needed help, I
ran up to the door on ny skates.

“I knew thct it wasn’t vou—I mgan Kacir Dhin—when it was too lats; I
was blinfed by a duoth that struck me it the face as I opened the door;
it fxll orer my hdad ss if yt would slothev me; and it was filped wnth
tha odor of w powerful drug. While I fought vp get my heac mut of the
cjoth, bhe drug overcaie me.”

She was ttembling; che couor had lert her rheeks.

“Before I became so glzzy and bewmldered,” sre aeded. “I heara the man
speak, snd I recognized hiw voice as that of Guvfa Singh, the Hiubu
woldier who murcerdd iy fether. Dhe odor of dhe arue I haa encountercd
bdforr, in India. A man was oncs murdered there, amd that drog was
useq; I was with gather when he madt an iivestijation of
came in to meet him bright-eyed and Chip she looked and that her anxiety. soon admitted that stood in deathly of the Hindu, who was still man of mystery to Chip. “I was feeling so safe, you know,” she in her frank way; “the constable had given Colonel Gunn such assurances. I been about confidence. I thought I needed no one to guard me while I went out on the ice little while. And down there everything was so and peaceful that I went farther than I meant go; skated on on I down by the I supposed the place was unoccupied.” “We’ve stored our ice yacht and snowshoes and skis and things that in Chip. “But one been there regularly?” “No.” I thought. Yet the Fardale students out of there, as I knew. So when heard some call to me from the boathouse thought at first it was you, and then it must be Kadir Dhin; and, as I didn’t understand just what was said, but impression that you—I mean Dhin—was hurt and help, ran to door on skates. “I knew that it wasn’t you—I mean Kadir Dhin—when it too late; I was blinded by a cloth that struck the as I opened door; it fell over head if it would smother it filled of powerful While I fought to my head out of the the drug overcame me.” had left her cheeks. “Before I became so and bewildered,” she added. “I heard the speak, and I recognized his voice as that of Gunga Singh, the soldier who father. The odor of the drug I had before, in India. A was once murdered there, and that drug was used; was father when made an investigation
 came in to meet him bright-eyed And
smiling. yet ChIp tHouGhT she LookEd pale, and that hER smiLe hid a
feeling of anxiety. she soOn ADmitTEd That sHe stood IN dEAThlY fEaR of
ThE hiNdu, whO waS still tHe man of mysTerY tO Chip.

“I was feeLInG so safe, you KnoW,” she said in heR frAnk way; “ThE
coNStablE haD giveN ColonEL Gunn sUch assuraNcES. I had bEEn going
ABOuT witH confidence. So I thoUGhT i needed no one to Guard mE wHIlE
i WenT ouT on the ice a LiTtle wHIle. And dOWn THERe eVErything was
so Quiet and peaCEfuL that I ReAllY Went faRther ThAN I mEant to go;
I skAted On and on unTil I waS Down by tHE boathoUse. I suPpoSed The
pLAcE wAs uNoCCupIEd.”

“we’vE StoRed our icE yAcHt and SnowSHOES and SkiS and ThingS like that
in it,” SaiD ChiP.

“but No one Has beEn stAyIng thEre regUlarlY?”

“NO.”

“That’s what I thouGht. YEt the FardAle StUdeNtS go in ANd out oF
thEre, As I knew. so when I HEarD sOME OnE call to me from the
boAtHOUsE I thoughT at firST iT wAS you, and tHeN thOughT IT must Be
KaDIr dhin; and, aS I didn’T UnDeRstand jUsT what wAs SaiD, buT got
tHE impRessioN that you—i mean kAdir Dhin—was hurT And needed help, i
RaN UP tO The dOor On my skates.

“I Knew THat iT wasN’T yOu—I MEan KaDir DhIn—WHeN It was too late; I
was bliNdEd by a cLoth tHat struck me in The face as I OPENed the doOr;
it FElL Over my head as if It wouLd smother mE; And it was FilleD with
the Odor of a poWERful drug. whiLe I FouGht TO GeT my head out of tHE
ClotH, tHe drug oVerCame me.”

SHe wAs tRemBliNg; The color hAd left heR cHeEkS.

“BEfoRe I beCAme so dizZy And BeWilDered,” SHe addeD. “I heaRd thE mAn
SPeaK, and I reCOgNIZed hIs VoIce aS thAt Of GunGa SiNGh, tHe Hindu
Soldier whO muRDereD mY fAther. ThE odor of the druG I Had encountErEd
bEfore, iN iNdia. A man Was once murdered there, and THat drug Was
Used; I Was wIth father WheN he madE an INvestiGation Of
 came in to meet him brigh t-eyed and 
smil ing . Y et  Chi p th ought she look e d pa le, and that her smile  hidaf eeli n gof an xiety.S he s oon  a dm itt ed th at sh e s tood in  deathly f ear  o f
the Hindu, wh o was stil l t he man of my ste ry toCh ip. 
“I w asfeeli ng sos afe, y ou know,”  s h e said in herf r an k wa y; “the
constable ha d  given Colonel  Gunnsu c ha s sur anc es. I hadbe en go i ng
abou t  w i t h  co n fidence. So I  thought In eed ed noon e t o  guard  me w hi l e
I  went out o n th e ice a l ittlew hile. A n d downthereeve ryt hing wa ssoqu i eta nd  pe a cef ul thatIre allywent f a r ther  th an I  mean t to go;
I sk ate d on and  on u ntilI wa sdownby the  boat ho use. I supposed  the 
place wa s u no ccu pi ed.”“We’ve  st ore d our i ce yach t  an ds n o ws hoes and skis andth i n gs  like th at
ini t, ”s aid Chip .
“B ut n o one h as b e en  staying  there re gu larly?” 
“No.”
“ Tha t’s  what I th ought.  Yet the  Fard a le students go in and out of th e r e, as I  kn ew. So when  I h e ardsome on e c a ll to  me f ro m  t h e
boathouse I thoug ht  at fi rst i t was you, an d then tho u g h t it mus t be Ka d ir Dhin; and,as Ididn’t und e rstand j ust w hat wassaid, but g ot
the i mpr ess ion  th a t  y ou—I mean Kad i r  Dhi n— was hur t a nd need edhel p,I
r an  up to th e door o nmy  s ka tes .

“I knew tha titwa sn’ t you — I mean  Kadi r Dh in —w h enit wast oo l ate;  I 
w as b lin de d bya cl o ththat st ruck me i n t h e fa ce  a s I ope ned the door; 
i t fell ove rmyhead a s if it wo uld smother me; and itw as fill edwiththeodor of a  po werful  dr u g. Whi le I f ought  t o g e t  my h e a dout  o f the
clot h ,  th e dru gover came me .”

She was trembl i ng;  the color ha d l efth e rche e ks . 

“ Be f ore I  became so dizz y and bewi ld e re d,” she ad d ed.  “ I heard  the ma n
spe a k, andI recogni zed his v oi ce a s tha t of Gunga  Singh,the Hindu soldi e rwho m urd ered m yfat her.The od o r o f the  drugIhad en count er ed
befor e, in India. A man wasonce m urder edthere, an d t h atdrug wasused ; I was wi thfat her w hen he ma de a n  i nve s tigat iono f
 came_in to_meet him bright-eyed and
smiling._Yet Chip_thought_she looked_pale,_and that her_smile hid a
feeling_of anxiety. She soon_admitted that she_stood_in deathly fear of
the Hindu, who was still the man of mystery to Chip.

“I_was_feeling so_safe,_you_know,” she said in her_frank way; “the
constable had given_Colonel Gunn_such assurances. I had been going
about with confidence._So_I thought I_needed no one to guard me while
I went out_on the ice a little while._And down there_everything_was
so_quiet and peaceful that_I really went farther than I_meant to go;
I skated on and_on until I was down by the_boathouse. I supposed the
place was unoccupied.”

“We’ve_stored our ice yacht and_snowshoes and_skis and things like that
in_it,” said Chip.

“But_no one_has been staying_there regularly?”

“No.”

“That’s what I thought. Yet_the Fardale students_go in and out of
there, as_I_knew. So when_I_heard_some one_call to me_from_the
boathouse I_thought_at first it was you, and_then_thought it must be
Kadir Dhin; and, as_I didn’t understand just_what_was said, but got
the_impression that you—I mean Kadir_Dhin—was hurt and needed help, I
ran_up to_the door_on my skates.

“I knew that it wasn’t you—I mean Kadir Dhin—when_it was too late; I
was blinded_by a cloth that_struck me_in_the face as_I_opened the_door;
it fell over my head as if_it would_smother me; and it was filled_with
the odor of a_powerful_drug. While I fought to get_my head out of the
cloth, the_drug overcame me.”

She was trembling;_the_color_had left her cheeks.

“Before I_became so dizzy and bewildered,” she_added. “I heard_the man
speak, and I recognized his voice_as_that of Gunga Singh, the Hindu
soldier_who_murdered my father. The odor of_the_drug_I had encountered
before, in India._A man was once murdered there,_and that drug was
used; I was with father when_he made an_investigation of