The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-08-04
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OGIuAlNg NENE tODAA
Peter Pennington is detailed by
the government to capture Char
Hung, header of The Yellow Seven,
a gang of Chinese bandits. Pen
nington is in love with Monica Whey,
lit, Commissioners of Police at .Jes
selton, British North Borneo. Dis
guised as Chinese, Peter calls on
Hyde, a planter, to warn him against
the bandits. Pennington meets Dora
Bateson, daughter Of Hyde, and tells
her to beware if she receives a fan
for a Gift!
NOW GO WITH THE STORY
mot, in the least" he retorted,
smiling. ~ like woman to smoke
if she cares for it,"
"And yet you're old-fashioned
enough to disapprove of women rid.
ing alone g'S,
Before Pennington could reply,
the planter had hooked down his hat
and was making for the steps.
"I'll leave you two to settle this
interesting dispute for yourselves, }"
he laughed. I'm off to see that
none of my scoundrels are Sinking.
You'll be here when l come back, of
course? We can afford to have Mr..
Chai-Hung keeping you on tenter-
hooks little longev-so that we
can keep you with US. One last
word Of warning, Pennington. Never
let Dora draw you into an argument,
if you can avoid it,"
He WINGED broadly and went down
the path to where a Waterman wait
ed with his mount.
He was out of sight when the girl
spoke.
II fancy I'm beginning to under
stand. Is it because of this Chai-
Hung that you didn't want me to ride
alone ?"
The. other nodded.
The boy who had come in noise
lessly and was in the act of clearing
the breakfast things, dropped the
tray on to the table from whichs he
had just lifted it.
Pennington sprang erect.
"You mustn't mind Lai-Ho," said
Dora. "He's not been with us very
long, and he's frightfully careless.
1T struck me as being a little Pc
culiar," returned Pennington "that
he should display his clumsiness at
the moment when you mentioned
Chai-Hung."
The girls forehead wrinkled.
"Aren't you rather an uncomfort-
able sort of person to know? We've
never had the slightest suspicion of
trouble up here, before you came.
Now we shall all be looking under
our beds and behind curtains-hunt-
ing for Chinese bandits! suppose
Chai-Hung, does exist? To be per-
, fectly frank, we'd come to the con-
clusion he was a myth invented by
the Commissioner of Police to keep
US on the alert"
Pennington crossed the floor and
leant his back against the rail.
"I'm afraid must disillusion you
Mrs. Bateson. Chai-Hnng, unfortu.
nately, is very much in existence
just at this moment. can't exactly
explain to you why your portion OF
this island should be so singularly
+, immune from the attentions of his
gang" He extended warning fin.
ger. 81 want you to understand that
it is more by accident than design
that he has left you alone. This state
Of security cannot last. You're liv.
ing in FOOLS paradise and one OF
these days somebody or other'll wake
up with a nasty jar! don't want il
to be you, Mrs. Bateson. That's pre-.
cisely why I'm up against these early.
morning excursions through the jun
gle." ss.
Dora damned on her n-helmet
and rose from the chair. ~
"You must run across and meet
my husband" she said. "Do you
really want me to cut these rides 2"
Pennington passed finger between
his tunic-collar and his neck.
"Keep within the estate boundaries
| for month. I'll try not to make i,
more-and keep your eyes bpen."
"What am l to look for?' inquired
Dora innocentfy. tsa2st
"A Chinese playing-card with 8
yellow face upon which, seven black
dots are printed. If ever you should
hear of one of these, send for me al
once. If there's nobody to send
come to me yourself.
els that alf?"f'
| He followed her to the top of the
short flight.
Gust one other thing. If a China.
man should offer you a fan. accept
it without comment 1t will be in Il
silk case. On no account remove
that case. Bring it to me, as it is
She held out a slim hand. Y
"You don't explain very clearly
why fan should be offered to me!'
cts merely subposition on my
part, based on two things. The first
being that. unless my calculations
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