The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1913-12-28
The Tenth Fu-Manchu Story

fate had cast in my way. At her request. we
had booked passage for her brother and her
self to Egypt. The boat sailed in three days.
But Karaananeh's beautiful eyes were sad;
often l detected tears on the black iashes
Shall / endeavor to describe my own tu-
multuous, conflicting emotions? 1t would be
useless, since / know 1t to be impossible.
For in those dark eyes burned fire might
not see: those silken lashes yelled a message
dared not read.
Maryland Smith was not blind to the facts
OF the complicated situation. / can truth
fully assert that he was the only man of
my acquaintance who. having come in con-
tact with Karamaneh, had kept his head.
We endeavored to divert her mind from
the recent tragedies by round Of
ments, though with poor Weymouth's body
stu at the mercy of unknown waters. Smith
and l made but poor show OF gayety: ana
/ took a gloomy pride in the admiration
which our lovely companion everywhere ex-
cited, l learned in those days how rare
thing in nature Ia really beautiful woman.
one afternoon we found ourselves at an
exhibition of watercolors Tn Bond street.
haramaneh was intensely interested In the
subjects OF the drawings. which were en-
urely Egyptian AS usual. she furnished
matter for comment among the other vts-
tore. as did the boy, Aziz. her brother. whom
had rescued from living grave In the
house Of Doctor Fl-Manchu.
Suddenly Azz cIutohed at his sisters
arm. whispering rapidly in Arabic saw
her peaehHks color fade; her become
pale and wild-eyed-the hunted karamaneh
OF the old days. She turned to me.
Doctor Patrie, he says that FNa-Manchu
is here!''
"where7"
Maryland Smith raped out the question
violently, turning in fash from the pic
ture which he was examining
Tn this room!' she whispered CHANGING
flrtively. affrightediy about her. Something
tells Aziz when he Is near: and l. too feei
strangely afraid. Oh. can It. be that he is
not deadr'
she held my arm tightly. Her brother
was searching the room with big velyer
hlack eyes. I studied the faces Of the sev-
eral visitors, and Smith was staring about
him with the old alert look. and tugging
neTvously at the lobe OF his ear. The name
OF the giant foe OF the white race instan-
taneously had strung him Up to q pitch OF
supreme intensity
Our united scrucnies discovered no figure
which could have been that OF the Chinese
doctor. Who could mistake that long,
gaunt shape. with the high. mummyliks
shoulders and the indescribabie gait which
can only hken 10 that OF an awkward cat7
Then. over the heads Of group OF people
who stood by the doorway. / saw Smith
peering at some one-2t some one who
passed the outer room Stepping
aside. T. too. obtained glimpse Of this
person
AS / saw him. he was a tall. old man.
wearing q black Inverness coat and rather
shabby silk hat He had long white hair ana
JeTE--t. VOTE E7ZTOKEt gTEsSEg
and walked slowly, leaning upon a stick.
Smiths gaunt face paled. With rapid
glance a. karamaneh. he made Off across
the room.
Could II be Doctor Fu-ManchuY
Many days had passed since already half
choked by Inspector Weymouth's iron grip.
FO-Manchu, before our own eyes had been
swallowed up by tire Thames. Even now
men were seeking his body and that OF his
last victim. Nor had we left any stone un-
turned Acting upon information furnished
by karainaneh, the police had searched
every known haunt OF the murder groap
But everything pointed TO the fact that the