The Monticellonian., 1915-08-19
TWENTY-SEcOND EPISODE
THE OPIUM sMueGLERs.

THE OPIUM sMuGGLERs.
 George. the Dodge chauffeur, had just returned to the garage in the rear of the house with the ear and was working over it. He was so intent on locating a strange noise in the engine that he did not see the serpentine eyes of Wu as he peered into the garage through a small window.
 Wu was not alone. As always. he had been able to secure an assistant in the deyilish scheme he had in mind, not a sinister, evil-faced fellow, but neat quiet. apparently honest-looking young mechanician.
 George was bending closely over the engine as he speeded it up to see what was the cause of the rattle, when the door of the garage opened quietly. On tiptoe Wu and the young mechanician, a man named Johnson, slipped in, Johnson carrying an automobile robe. The next moment the two had leaped upon the defenseless George Johnson threw the robe over his head. while Wu wound him about with a rope. He was completely and instantly put out.
 Just then. working as if by the clock, for such was the precision of Wu's plans. closed car, muffled down, slipped up to the garage door. They hustled the unresisting George into the car, Johnson taking the place at the wheel and Wu sitting on guard in back with George. bound and almost suffocated
 George was loyal. if anything Threats and bribes had no effect on him, even after he had come to in Wus secret den.
 'There is paper. pen and ink" :" threatened Wu. Write what I tell you"
 George remained motionless. de- liant
 You will not?" shrugged Wu, mask ing his impatience behind an assumed nochalance.
 Slowly he picked up a murderous dirk, which lay on the table before him, and felt the point thoughtfully. A u6tp, sulldidt OidtI uioSCu HUH ltI0 Serpent's lips Instantly two of the servants seized George, while the third bent his head back. AS Wu raised the knife, 1t was more than even the iron nerves of George could stand.
 He broke down.
 Take the pen, directed Wu. add ing, as George took it mechanically, Write"
 Both Elaine and Aunt Josephine were much surprised at the nonap- pearance of George in the morning.
 It was explained, apparently, when Jennings, the butler, ushered in the neat and quiet young man who po- litely told story of an accident to his dear friend. George, as he handed q note to Elaine.
 q think you'll do," nodded Elaine Jennings. will you show Johnson how to get to the garage?"
 
 For long time Kennedy had been perfeeting a miniature wireless tele- phone of his own invention. and the activities of Wu Fang now caused him to hasten his work.
 It was the next morning after the capture of Long Sin that Craig got the instrument working to his satisfaction. I was delighted, for had been much interested in following his work on it. You, see. Walter" Kennedy ex- plained, setting a little black box on the laboratory table, I've got this thing down to an irreducible minimum. It's the most compact affair imagin. able. See. I open the face of the box. l lift up these miniature aerials of the inverted L type. Here is the transmit ting apparatus. there the receiving, all tuned. I press this lever"
 He paused. At the other end of the table stood an exact duplicate of the first instrument.
 AS he pressed the lever the buzzer in the other telephone sounded.
 I'm going to ask you, Walter" he went on, folding down the little aerials and shutting up the box, "to take this other instrument over to Elaine"
 
 Out on the Atlantic, tossing over the choppy seas, dingy old schooner was taeking her way toward New York har- bor The captain. Jake Gregor, was a disreputable looking man, as were both his craft and his crew of mixed whites and Chinese.
 Gregor had come out on deck and