He received the gift with profuse thanks, and set out immediately to try to dispose of it; while I lay down there to sleep.

After a time I was awakened by a great clamour, and saw the brahman coming towards me with his hands tied behind him, driven along, with blows of a whip and much abuse, by a party of soldiers.

On seeing me, he called out, “There is the thief; that is the man who gave me the jewel.”

Upon this the soldiers let him go, and, seizing me, refused to listen to my remonstrances, or to my account of the manner in which I had found the ruby.  They dragged me along with them, and having put fetters on my feet, thrust me into a dungeon, saying, “There are your companions,” pointing at the same time to some other prisoners confined in that place.

When I recovered my senses—­for I was half stunned by the violence with which I had been pushed in—­I said to my fellow-prisoners, “Who are you, and what did the soldiers mean by calling you my companions? for you are quite strangers to me.”

Those prisoners then told me the story of the King of Lata, which I had already heard from the brahman, and further said, “We were sent by Manapala to assassinate that king, and broke into the place where we supposed him to be.  Not finding him, we were unwilling to come away empty-handed; we therefore carried off everything of value within our reach and made our escape to the forest.  The next morning there was an active pursuit, our hiding-place was discovered, we were all captured, and the stolen property taken from us, with the exception of one ruby of great value, which had disappeared.  The king is exceedingly angry that this cannot be found; our assertion that we have lost it is disbelieved, and we are threatened with torture to-morrow, unless we say where it is hidden.”

Having heard the robbers’ story, I was convinced that the ruby in question was the one which I had found and given to the brahman, and I now understood why these men were supposed to be my accomplices.

I told them who I was, how I had found the jewel, and had been unjustly arrested on account of it, and exhorted them to take courage and join me in an attempt to escape that night.  To this they agreed, and at midnight we managed to overpower the jailors and knock off our fetters; and having armed ourselves with weapons which we found in the prison, we cut our way through the guards, and reached Manapala’s camp in safety.  The next day, men sent by the King of Lata came to Manapala, and said—­“Some robbers, who were caught after breaking into the king’s dwelling, have made their escape, and are known to have come here; give them up immediately, or it will be the worse for you.”

Manapala, who only wanted an excuse for a quarrel, having heard this insulting message, his eyes red with anger, answered,—­“Who is the King of Lata, that I should bow down to him?  What have I to do with that low fellow?  Begone!”