A desperate struggle ensued. Breaking free for a moment from the vice-like grip of the other, Jasper leapt with the spring of a panther at one of the sails of the windmill as it came round, and was whirled upwards; with the spring of another panther, Andrew leapt on to the next sail and was whirled after him. At that moment the wind dropped, and the combatants were suspended in mid-air. Illustration: The Duel at the Mill. It was upon this terrible scene that Richard arrived. Already a crowd was collecting; and, though at present it did not seem greatly alarmed, feeling convinced that it was only assisting at another cinematograph rehearsal, its suspicions might at any moment be aroused. With a shout, he dashed into the mill. Seeing him coming Jasper dropped his revolver and slid down the sail into the window. In a moment he reappeared at the door of the mill with Hyacinth under his arm. "Stop him!" cried Richard from underneath a sack of flour. It was no good. Jasper had leapt with his fair burden upon the back of his mustang and was gone.... The usual pursuit followed. IV. It was the gala night at the Royal Circus. Ricardo Harringtoni, the wonderful new acrobat of whom everybody was talking, stood high above the crowd on his platform. His marvellous performance on the swinging horizontal bar was about to begin. Richard Harrington (for it was he) was troubled. Since he had entered on his new profession--as a disguise from the police who were still searching for him--he had had a vague suspicion that the lion-tamer was dogging him. _Who was the lion-tamer?_ Could it be Jasper? At that moment the band struck up and Richard leapt lightly on to the swinging bar. With a movement full of grace he let go of the bar and swung on to the opposite platform. And then, even as he was in mid-air, he realized what was happening. Illustration: An Awkward Moment for Richard. Jasper had let the lion loose! _It was waiting for him._ With a gasping cry Ricardo Harrington fainted. V. When he recovered consciousness, Richard found himself on the S.S. _Boracic_, which was forging her way through the-- [MANAGER.--_Somewhere where there are sharks._] --the Indian Ocean. Mr. Bellingham was bathing his forehead with cooling drinks. "Forgive me, my boy," said Mr. Bellingham, "for the wrong I did you. It was Jasper who stole the compromising documents. He refuses to give them back unless I let him marry Hyacinth. What can I do?" "Where is she?" asked Richard. "Hidden away no one knows where. Find her, get back the documents for me, and she is yours." Illustration: The Rescue. [_Inset--the Cinema Shark, 3s. 6d._]