New Britain herald., 1923-07-28
THE DAUGHTER OF cHAI-HUNG
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 tailed by the government to run to earth The Yellow Seven, gang of Chinese bandits. He suspects Chai- Hung, influential Chinese, of being their leader. Monica Whey is the sister of Captain John Hewitt, Com missioner of Police at Jesselton, British North Borneo. Pennington goes to Ketatan after receiving let ter from a rubber planter named Brabazon. The daughter of Chai- Hung lures Brabazon into the gar den of her fathers home in Ketatan
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 A girl came suddenly down the path--a slim, youthful figure in light blue, bordered with bands of black, and, entering the shrine, fell prostrate before the altar.
 The man who had sealed the wall extinguished his cigarette and crept into clump of bushes where he lay prone. For space of many minutes Suey-koo-the daughter of Chai- Hung-bowed her head before the tronze vases. Presently she came slowly to her feet, at the same time drawing narrow, black cylinder from q voluminus sleeve. The head of the watcher in the bushes jerked upward and the Chinaman's eyes fell upon a naked blade, flashing even in the diff fused light of the little ioss- house, a knife that the mless-looking cylin- der had concealed.
 A whistle came from the darkness beyond the paslisade ,and Suey-Koo slipped. the dagger out of sight. She passed the bush so closely that faint whiff of alluring perfume waited to the nostrils of the intruder. One of the. smaller gates swung open and an Englishman with a broad, hand som eface stepped through. He took the tiny hands of the Chinese girl and bent over them, then saluted her-in the manner of the Westerners-full on the lips.
 From his hiding place, the man in greasy black heard tn soft, cooing laughter of the girl, the deep, easy tones of the Englishman as he spoke to her. The moon stole between the palm-trees, as they walked together toward the screen of oiled paper and woven cane that served to keep the evil spirits from the house of Chai- Hung and then, as they paused in the center or the ower-bordered path, thing happened that perplexed the unseen onlooker strangely. re man in white duck slipped both a ss round the girl, drawing her to him: A truant ray of silver light fell across her flushed cheeks as through lids half-closed she looked up into her lovers face. Suddenly she pushed him violently from her, her slim right hand groping in the depths of her sleeve. With queer half-cry, half sob. she disengaged the knife that nestled in its glossy sheath-and threw it with all the strength she could command into the undergrowth. A moment later she lay weeping in the Englishmans arms. By strange freak of chance, the weapon struck a branch and dropped within a couple of yards from where the Chinaman lay.
 With wierd, twisted smile, the man stretched out long, lean arm and secured it. He looked up to see that a hidden panel in the screen had DCci dIdWI dSiuc ,lcNtdlHB lllt lutt of Chai-H Hung, hideously distorted un- til it resembled that of a ghastly idol. The panel closed, the lovers moved on toward the building, and the mys- terious interloper rose noiselessly and Lrept after them.
 The Englishman and the girl dis appeared beyond the screen and, as if at given signal. the deep tones of a native gong rang out suddenly in the blackness. The Chinaman dropped instnctively ,fattening out rntil nothing was to be seen above the lank grass into which he had fallen, and the whole enclosure within the pajlisade burst suddenly into life, pattering with the noise of bare and sandaled feet.
 The Yellow Seven had called-and the legions of the great Chai- Hung converged on the trap into which the white man had fallen. eager for the sacrifice! Shadowy forms swept on to the path and vanished beyond the building, and presently a piercing