Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-04
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I followed, only brought me back to
the spot from which I'd started" He
shuddered involuntarily. "Penning-
ton, what on earth does it all
meant"
at means that your wife has been
kidnapped by the Yellow Seven and
that there's no sleep for n of us
until we get her back. You found
nothing on the path, nothing that
could be of assistance?
Batsson shook his head. He dived
a hand into a side-pocKet and pro-
duced a crumpled mass Of cane and
cloth.
Nothing at all-except this. 1t
was partly imbedded in the soil and
1 chung to it in sheer desperation"
Pennington's hand shot out and
took it from him. He spread 1t OUT
on the saddle of the assistants pony
that stood quietly grazing. Hyde
peered over his shoulder.
What is it," he inquired musk
lily; vet daren,t
It's nothing-or everything. Strike
a light, one of YOU go,
Il can't tell you what's on It,"
ierked out Bateson suddenly. Its
a Japanese fan-the thing, 1 i'm
agine, that Dora was bringing to
you. There's d photograph on 1t
of Island n. That's all"
Pennington gave a wild cry.
divide" he shouted, muster
every Waterman you've got; sen
out an urgent S. o. S. to your as
s~istants. Don't trust a soul that you
have not the utmost confluence IN
or we're lost. There's a score OF ma
tive fishermen at the waters edse.
Commanders their canoes n get
across to the island as soon as you
can. Then take cover AS soon as
YOU hear me fire, come. Is thac
quite clear?"
The planter reached out for the
reins of Bateson's pony.
Perfectly. What about you
How are you going to get across
THAT'S my affair, But when you
come, don't look for chinese zen
nington. Search around for He
Who Sees in the Dark the ChlndI
man with the Scared face whom 1
think YOU have already met
He grinned broadly-and was
gone.
The oil lamp flared up suddenly
and Dora Bateson, crouchlng IN a
corner of the hut, saw the ponder
Gus form of Chai-Hung. He rose
presently to his feet and sat heaV-
ily upon a black-wood stool that
was the only piece of furniture OF
which the howell boosted.
Good evening, Mrs. Bateson," ne
began in a grating voice. you arr
wondering no DOUBT why | lave
brought you here, and what l am
going to do with your
I'm not the least bit afraid of
you, Mr.. Chai-Hung," retorted the
girl steadily. She shifted into 4
more comfortable position on the
rotting boards and, looking upward
caught a glimpse of a star-4lt
heaven through a spot in the roof
where the steps had fallen away.
Dora Bateson was afraid of
shadows but the substance held no
terrors for her. The harsh voice
of the notorious bandit, the trick
he had of contracting his pupils
until they became like points of
fre-inspired her with a certain,
inexplicable fear; but she was by
no means afraid of Chai-Hung him
self.
How did you get me here?" she
demanded presently.
Chai-Hung smiled blandly.
TT was exceedingly simple, Mrs.
Bateson. If you are able to remem-
Der anything, you will admit that
you started out apparently of your
own accord. That is what we term
The Fan Trick.
Dora's brow wrinkled.
The Fan Trick" Her eyes
sparkled with the light of sudden
knowledge. Then l am on Island
~" she exclaimed. Aren't you a
trife unwise, Mr.. ChaI-Hung, in Sc
lecting a hiding place SO near TO
the mainland?"
Chai-Hung positively beamed.
Not in the least, my dear la ~.
or all my enemies, there is only
n that l have any cause to fear.
They call him He Who Sees in the
Dark but you would recognize
him more readily under his real
name-Chinese Pennington" He
paused TO observe the effect of the
words, but the girl controlled her
features admirably. Pennington
bounded me from Jesselton and
drove me. as he still persists in
believing into the backwoods. He
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