The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-08-09
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rays of the lamp; the dog growled
with sudden fierceness> and bounded
toward the entrance, where the
trader intercepted it skilfully-and,
as if tossed by an unseen hand over
the veranda-rail, piece of paste
board f1uttered through the crowd of
humming insects that encircled the
lamp and came to rest on the sodden
boards almost at Varneys feet.
Varney~ raised his voice.
"Chong-Heei Come here! Go down
and see WHO'S providing around out
side.''
He STOPPED and picked up the card.
1t was as long as his middle finger
narrow, flexible thing with rounded
corners. He turned it over curiously
between his fingers-then started back
| in Mortified amazement.
1.-The Yellow Sevenp'>
A second later he was turning over
a jumbled heap of moist documents,
searching for the circular he had re-
ceived only two days before from
| Capt. John Hewitt OF
| Police at Jesselton-a kind of formal
warning that this yellow seven was
the sign employed by a powerful Sc
cret organization-and that its receipt
| signified a warning of death!
He hooked forward a chair and,
pouring himself out a generous help
ing from the square bottle, examined
the document and the card in turn.
Presently he folded the document
carefully over the pasteboard and,
thrusting both into a tunic pocket,
leant back in his chair.
1t was fully ten minutes before
Cnong-Hee returned. He stood on the
threshold. shivering like a man with
the ague. and Varney beckoned him
to approach.
Il saw nobody, great tuan. but
heard the voice of a spirit"
The trader started
The voice of a spirit?" he echoed.
yah, tuan. 1t was a powerful
spirit for it's words rose above the
wind IN the trees and the flowing of
the river"
"Ahr" The trader set his back
firmly against the wall and stuck both
hands into his pockets. And the
spirit said?"
II have come with a message for
the white man who lives on the hill
! and who-up to a points good"
Extremely kind of him, I'm surel
Go onr'
He spoke also of another white
man, tuan, one whom the natives
have called He Who Sees in the
Dark who is evil and the spirit
would seek to destroy. This is the
message the spirit gave to me; tell
the white lord that should he con-
tinue to live as he has Ived-aH will
be well; but should be receive this
| other white man into his house or
seek to help him-all will be ill.,"
'I see," said Varney. I'm other
words, your friend has a pretty good
notion in his head that this white man
intends coming here and hopes, if !
agree to chase him back into the open.
to have a prolonged opportunity of
Sitting his throat! Was that all?"
"AI, tuan."
''Bi-la, Chong-Hee! You can clear
out"
The dog growled again, then dashed
into the night, barking. For reasons
best known to himself. Varney did not
attempt to stop it, He turned in or
der to gauge more easily what was
going on outside-and Chong- Hee
waited fearfully.
A quick step was audible along the
path and the dogs Infatuated baying
had turned into a joyous greeting
A tall, slim man took the, steps in a
couple of strides and halted on the
threshold, his solar topee set at a
jaunty angle over eyes that might
have belonged to Celestial, had not
the remainder of the newcomers ap.
pearance been so obviously British.
Varney hurried forward
Pennington Peter Pennington
Man alive, I'm mighty glad to see
you!'
Cnong- Hee still remained at the en-
trance to the passage-way. There
was recognition written clearly in his
half-closed eyes.
''I saw your light-rniles away
laughed Chinese Pennington, land
made for it like a shot. 1t missed
you them"
by the merest stroke of luck. Be-
yond this, haven't a building intact.
One of my clerks got his leg broken
and a couple of coolies1l have to be
buried in the morning. Chong-Hee!
Take Mr.. Pennington's cane and hat
and make it bath and dinner for two.
Tahu?"
Pennington's glance Lit upon the
| square bottle.
Next to your admirable self" he
admitted, there's nothing on earth
more wanted to see than that I've
had the DEVILS own time-and the
devils own luck"
Flows that?" demanded the other
pushing forward a chair.
II haven't seen you for months,
Varney, so I expect you're wondering
what particular stunt is interesting
me at present" He lowered his voice.
I'm trying to tackle the toughest
proposition it's ever been my luck to
strike! Hewitt's got me chasing round
after Chai-Hung and his Yellow
Seven"
Got your work cut out! Here's
luckm
"Cheerioi This afternoon-to get 1t
off my chest-I was on the verge of
bringing off the final coup. I'd had
the Commissioner down to see the
fun, He got collared by the Chinks!
Luckily 1 had wind Of that almost as
soon as it happened and laid my
plans accordingly. After that every
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