The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-08-18
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on that score. Chai-Hung doesn't
murder pretty women who are likely
20 be OF service 20 him. Whether
Miss Guaya was aware OF Il or not.
tho ambush we wcra within an ace
OF walking into had been long and
carefully prepared"
That doesn't account for tho
screams"
some people scream before they
are hurt"
Il don't quite follow you"
"He means to say" put IN Dawson.
lnhaling tobacco smoke with the air
OF a parched wandorer In tho desert
auenchlng his thrist. that the bandit
merely threatened her. lie can be
mighty unpleasant spectacle when
he likes"
Il hope 10 heaven you're right"
The more think OF a." pursued
Pennlngton. the more feasible Il
seems Guaya, you must remember.
Is eonsummate actress-and her Of.
forts certainly struck me rs highly
theatrical"
Where arc We nowf" demanded
Moorhouse Eloomlly.
"a shade better Off than when We
started We know that the Yellow
Seven arc hero in considerable force.
and that tho united efforts OF three
perfectly good white men armed with
automRtica would DO about the ior-
lornest hope ever embarked upon"
They passed thru the screen OF Coz
eopalms and emerged onto tho strip
Of grassland In which WAREHOUSES;
bungalow lay
Moorhousa. hardly awake. reached
down automatically for the blanket
At the bottom Of the bed. Suddenly.
as his banumbed faculties began TO
return 20 him. he started and hllnked
yacanuy az tho white canopy above
him. Somewhere close az hand dog
Was barking. Ten seconds later no
had woken to the realization that Il
was tho black chow and that the
sound came from tho yoranda.
Shut up. HltAml Lie down."
And somethingk black and
shadowy slid noiselessly within tho
rcc,anBie OF light and out OF !, again.
Tho d. O.. experiencing that I'M
comfortable sensation that Is invari-
ably associated with a surprise In the
early hours. forced his muscles 20 act
and CROPPED under the pillow for his
automatic His fingers touched moth
ing but tho crumpied edge OF tho
aheet. Always a restless sleeper. his
pillow iay--a ahapcicss mRss-to ono
side. and the weapon had presumably
dropped 10 the floor without waking
him. Swearing softly % himself. he
reached down. cropping uncertainty In
all directions. The filmsy curtains
blowing hsticSsiy In a light breeze,
touched his cheek and. bringing his
head suddenly upward. he saw-as II
dangled from tho bed-post--a silver
hand The thing lowered there. gilt
tering In tho patch OF Hight. and for
some moments he stared a, H. Hs
withdrew his gaze with an effort. a
Wild hope revolving IN his brain.
"Guaynt" The words formed
themselves upon his lips Ho had
not seen her since that strategic re-
treat from tho bandits ecntries. Per.
haps she had sought him on the ycr-
anda and. failing to ind him there.
had come 20 his room7 Ho looked
up again. The apparition was still
where he had first seen Il. Ho push
cd himself upward on his arms--thon
sank back mute with silent horror.
Tho thing was left hand--the
gauntlet that Chai-HunE had stolen
He wrigsied over on TO his
face and sent his trembling fingers
over tho rough floor. They knocked
presently against something soft and
warrn--a human FOOT He set his
teeth grimly. He must somehow
manage to slip out from the other
slde-betwoen the bed and the partl-
tlon--and snatch up the water jug.
anything with which TO defend him
self. The bed creaked as be moved
and tho curtains parted. A lean
hand fell upon either wrist and. from
out OF the corner OF his eye. he saw
that the silver hand had vanished.
There hung in its place knife with
a long thin blndc and a hilt that he
knew was yellow.
Ho aimed a kick at the arm which
held Il suspended. but II moved swift
ly upward and tho force OF his blow