The Case for the Crown by Fred M. White — Read

The arrest of Stephen Flint on a charge of robbing his employer, and falsifying the books of the training establishment, caused a sensation in Oxley, though, of course, not comparable to the public excitement which the death of Robert Molyneux aroused. The little court was crowded to suffocation, and it was only by dint of a little diplomacy, together with a judicious half-crown, that Chim Fang was able to be present. As a matter of fact, for the last day or two he had hardly lost sight of Flint, and indeed, he had been on the downs behind the racing stables when the Chief Inspector of the Oxley Police had made the arrest. And now Chim Fang was seated in the front row of the gallery, a stolid figure in a bowler hat and a black moustache, watching the proceedings with a keen interest that belied his sleepy expression in his dark eyes.

The Inspector of Police was the first witness. He testified to the fact that, acting on instructions, he had called at the racing stables with a warrant for the prisoner's arrest, which had been taken out at the instance by the proprietor of the establishment in question. The charge was one of misappropriating the sum of some nine hundred odd pounds, and the falsification of the account books. It was intimated that there might be other charges against the prisoner, but for the moment, at any rate, that was as far as the prosecution was prepared to go.