The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-08-08
5NG NGGl0W SEVEN:
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BY Edmund Smell.


hands above your head, Mr.. Chat
Hung, and to come with me immedi-
ately."
The bandit smiled again.
MAY l ask where you propose tax
ing me? It would be unkind perhaps
to remind you that you have lost
your way!"
He lifted both arms as he spoke,
| apparently in accordance with
Hewltt's request, and at that mo-
ment the Commissioner felt himself
pinioned securely from behind. So
suddenly and cleverly conceived was
the attack that the Englishman was
| overpowered without struggle.
bound hand and foot with leathern
thongs swiftly and securely knotted.
And, as he lay helpless at the ban
dts feet, Chai-Hung signalled for
the stool of carved blackwood that
still remained outside his temporary
residence.
Il am going to take you into nv
confidence, Mr.. Commissioner" he
SAID. Il am desperate man, driven
by your agents into corner, forced
TO suffer privations that do not al
together agree with man of nv
habits. l am ill, as you see, but am
going to recover. NV wings have been
clipped, but they will grow again.
The Chinese Dragon, Captain Hewitt,
IS many-headed-and each head has
rang. The corners of his evil mouth
turned down. "Have you ever heard
OF sixth sense Ia mysterious in.
tuition that indicates when one is be-
ing spied upon?, felt the prompt
ings OF that sensetAlast might. Tho
man they call He Who Sees in the
Dark came to my house and you will
understand me fully when tell YOU
that l returned the call. The man
who brought this Pennington to me
II have dealt with. ! have rput out
MS eyes, so that he will never see
again; l have removed his fingers.
SO that he may never point out the
way. There are only three people in
existence who stand between Chat
Hung and the freedom of movement,
he desires. You know them all, Cap
tain Hewitt. There is Chinese Pen
nlngton, your sister and-yourself.
Now, observe how cleverly have
separated them. You are already in
my power, Pennington is waiting for
nightfall-down by the sago-swamp.
and Mrs. Whey is alone in Dawson's
bungalow-alone, because l have ar
ranged that Dawson shall be kept
away until l think it fit for him to
return" He paused for moment
and a preposterously exaggerated
flnger-nail pointed toward the Com
missioner each shall perish in his
turn, and each in different manner.
l am reserving you for the last, be-
cause should like you to live long
enough to realize the power of Chat
Hung, the inevitable triumph of the
Yellow Seven. think can safely
assure you that you will not have to
wait long!"
He reached for branch and pull
ing himself to his feet, went slowly
back to the hut, a hunch-backed
coolie following him with the stool.
Hewitt,ha prey to a host of unpleas-
ant reflections, tore feebly ut the
thongs that held him. A sudden
movement in his immediate vicinity
caused him to jerk his head pain
fully round. He saw short, thick
set Oriental with a parang hung from
his waist, leaning truculently against
the jack-fruit-tree.
You will remember me, oh Eng
lishman," said the sentry grimly. Il
am Lai-Ho, that was the servant of
Hyde. 1t would be better perhaps to
remain STILL"
1t was more than an hour before
Chai-Hung returned. He was SUI
perbly clad in mandarin jacket of
blue embrpidered with silver dragons
and the dwarf followed at discreet
interval, carrying q red umbrella
and Chinese teapot in nickel
case that resembled a biscuit-barrel.
II am on my way to take tea with
your sister, Captain Hewitt" he
purred maliciously. Exercising my
customary caution-1 am taking my
own teal"
Quite apart from the imminent
risks that threatened her lover,
Monica-although she would never
have acknowledged it, was desperate
ly curious to know how the duel be-
tween Pennington and, yGhai- Hung
would end.
For moment she had left the
little, ramshackle train to accom-
pany her brother to Dawson's bunga-
low, she had become haunted with 4
vague. indefinite3 fear that she was
being followed. W She had; i. confided
her fears to the Commissioner. but
Hewitt, seeing in this sudden convic-
tion still another symptom of the
nervous>trouble he had already no.
ticed, had not expressed surprise.
zone gets odd notions in these
parts" he told her easily. "It's that
same queer restlessness you hear
among the trees that gives rise to
hosts of native superstitions."
The explanation had sounded logi-
cal enough but, on the afternoon of
the day Hewitt had started out to
meet Pennington, Monica encoun-
tered Chai-Hung himself in q narrow
glade not quarter of mile from
Dawson's house.
isn't it delightfully."- cool under
the trees" she faltered as pleasantly 1
as she knew how. She was aware of <
an uncomfortable feeling that Chat
Hung was dangerous criminal with
q price on his. head. a celebrity, in
fact, that she must deal with tactfully
until she could get in touch with ono
of DawsoH's men. "Do you mind let
ting me pass. I'm in hurry" /.
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