Larry Semon winds up in possession of a stolen sacred necklace, so the Hindoos of the title chase him.
Actually, given the turbans they wear, it seems more likely they would be Sikhs in single-minded pursuit of what is theirs. Semon has no claim to the necklace other than its thief handed it to him, telling him it was worth a million dollars. Every time he escapes from them in a novel way, they turn up again. Given Semon's bizarre appearance and white-face-clown lack of personality, this becomes a mechanical chase comedy. Given my reviews of other Semon comedies and dislike of them, I am surprised to admit I enjoy this one for its endless cataloguing of the tropes of the chase and escape. Even though I am rooting for the Hindoos, or whoever they are.
