Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-10-26
The Fourth Fu-Manchu Story

~ into n armchair. facing me across the table,
Il have seen Sir Lionel Barton he SAID
land to put whole thing in nutshell. he
has laughed at During the months that have been
wondering where he had to. he has been some
where in Egypt He certainly bears eharmeo NE ny.
for the his letter to the Times &c haz
seen things in which Flu Manchu would have the
west blind to: fact, think he has found new Key
hole to the gate OF the Indian Empire
smiths darky tanned face grown leAner than
ever since he begun his fight with the most IN
canny opponent / suppose, against whom eveI
mad n,tted bimself-Doctor Fu Manchu and
began reslessly to the room. fur1ously stumns
tobacco into his briar.
ton upon the list those lives stood between
Flu Manchu and attainment of his end Orientais
explorer the fearless traveller who first had pene
trated to Lassa, who thrice as Pilgrim had entered
forbidden Mecca he had turned his attention again
to Tibet. thereby signing his own death warrant
THAT he has reached England alive Is hopeful
Egn?" suggested
Smith his and lighted the blackened briar.
England present is the web.' he replied. The
spider will waitingi Petrie, 1 sometimes despair
Sir Lionel is impossible to shepherd You ought
see his F1nchley! low. squat place
pletey hemmed in by trees Damp as a swamp smells
like a jungle. Everything topsyturvy. He only ar
today. and he is working and eating land Sleep
ing expecD in a study that looks like earthquake
at Sothebys auction The rest Of the house is
half rneGagerie and half circus! has Bedoun
groom, Chinese body servant and heaven only knows
what other strange people,
'Yes-I him, a squirting Cantonese calls
kwee I don't like him Also there is secretary
known strozza, who has unpleasant face. He is
fine lingust understand, and Is engaged upon the
Spanish notes for Barton's forthcoming book the
Mayapan temples BY the way. all Sir Liones baggage
disappeared from the landing stage including his Tibetan
hottest"
Significant"
"Of course. But he argues that he Tibet
from the Kuenlun to the Himaayas without being
assassinated and therefore that is unlikely he will
with that fate in London. left him debating the
book from memory. at the rate of about 20 words min
ute!'
is wasting no time"
Wasting time! n addition o the Yucatan book and
the Tibet, he has to read paper at the In
stitute week about tomb he has unearthed in
Egypt. AS I away. drove up from the
docks and couple of fellows delivered sarcophagus
big a boat 1t is unique. according Sir Lionel.
and will to the British Museum after he has ex-
amined it. The Grams six months work into six
weeks then he Is on again.
What do you propose to do?'
What I do? 1 know that Flu Manchu will make
attempt him. cannot doubt it Ughl that
house gave me the shudders No sunlight III swear
Petrie, penetrate to the rooms. and when /
arrived this afternoon, clouds Of gnats foated like
notes wherever stray beam filtered through the
that is almost malarous. and the whole OF the west
front is covered with sort Of monkey creeper. which
he has imported at time other. 1t has Close
exotic perfume that is quite in the picture. you
the place made for murderr'
Have you taken any precautions?"
II called in Scotland Yard and sent q man down 70
watch the house. but"
He shrugged his shoulders helplessy.
What is Sir Lionel like?"
"A mailman. Petrie! A TALL man. wearing
dirty dressing gown Of neutral color; with
tidy gray hair and brstlng mustache, keen blue
and brown skin. who wears short beard rarely
shaves-I don't know which, left him striding about
among the thousand one curiosities Of that In
credible room. picking his way through antique furni
ture works of reference manuscripts mummes spears
pottery, and what not-sometimes kicking a from
his course stumbling a stuffed crocodile
Mexican mask alternately debating and oonversingi
Phew.'
For time silent
Smith," said I'VE making Roadway
business. With all the forces arrayed against him.
Manchu still eudes still pursues his devilish in
scrutable way!'
Maryland Smith nodded
and we don't know ALL" he said I'VE mark such
and such alive to the yellow peril and we
warn hm-if have time. Perhaps escapes per-
haps he does not. But what do know Petrie Of
those others who may die every week by his murder
Gus agency? We cannot know every who has read
the riddle of China a report Of some ono
found drowned, OF an apparent suicide Of sudden
though seemingly death, without wondering
i tell you Fu-Manchu omnipresent: his tentaces en-
Trace everything! l said that Sir Lionel must q
charmed life The fact that alive is mrace!
Of ,MeaTiy eleven: he said But sleep
lowed knock a ben ,r few later
Come I cried RE '''lA '00''
jaw very IN the smps 70 an s' his
G M an M !1o s f o1n hsr o and
passed it reaching his hat which lay upon my
God help us Petre! he said.
This was the
Sir Lionel Barton murdered Meet me at his house
WEYMOUTH Insnector,'
Although avoided all unnecessary delay 1t was
close upon midnight when cab swung round into
darky Swallowed avenue at the farther which.
sir on hoRe
Ss1srs 'ss iSnS
oy trees and shrubs. The facade showed mantled in
the strange exotic which he
the air was punSent with odor decaying
ton with which mingled the heavy perfume of the
little nocturnal red flower that boomed luxurianty upon
the creeper. -
The place looked veritable wilderness and when
we Were Admitted to the hall by Inspector Weymouth.
saw that the interior in keeping with
.or the nan was constructed from the model of some
the low SEATS the hangings: all eloquent neg
was almost pronounced here beneath the
"
= To a library whose contents overlooked in many
literary torrents the floor.
Good heavens," / cried what's that"
Something leaped from the a ambled
silently Uttered carpet passed from the
library like golden streak. / stood looking after IL
with startled eyes Inspector Weymouth laughed dryy
It's young puma, or something
DOCTOR, he said This house is full surprises-anu
mysteries"
His voice was not quite steady I thought. and he
carefully closed the door proceeding
Where is he?" asked Maryland Smith harshly. How