The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-08-17


indicate that the palaver was at an
end.
Presently something clattered to
the floor-and the girl was gone.
He swung slowly round on his heel
and the saw the thing that she had
dropped. 1t was a knife with a long
steel blade and a yellow handle or
namented with black dots. He
stopped and recovered It, as he did
so he recognized the grim sign Of the
Yellow Seven.
Moorhouse was not a little sur
plised when, emerging from his room
at shortly after seven, he caught
sight of a long. youthful figure com
fortably installed in the only easy
chair the bungalow possessed.
Morning, Moorhouser'
The D. o. laughed
"Hullo, Pennington When the
deuce did you roll up?"
Chinese Pennington stretcher him
self and sat up.
oh, somewhere in the early hours.
| Met your black chow in the garden.
He was barking at the moon-and
the few odd shouts he did on my ac-
count didn't appear To make much
difference"
He moved his legs to one side and
the magistrate SEATED down on the
| foot-rest.
Not too bad. l had an interesting
| piece Of news last night. I've struck
q black girl who's promised to guide
us to ChaiHung." $50,
Pennington pursed up his lips.
| Women are the very deuce" he
declared. I'd like to be reasonably
| sure-before 1 embark upon this
campaign-that your lady friend
isn't contemplating leading us to the
devil"
The Oriental eyes that had some
how found their way into purely
| Anglo-Saxon countenance wandered
slowly round the walls.
I'm inclined to put my shirt on
this particular girl" said Moorhouse.
and told him the story of the silver
hand.
All through the narrative the man
with the Chinese eyes kept them
! fixed upon his host.
| hoO tilSAl SOuIea HeTOln6. ne re-
marked as the other concluded.
The magistrate started.
Know herr"
Il rather imagine I do She's a
| Dyak girl who drifted into B.SN. B.
from Sarawak. A rather unique
| character with a touch OF white blood
| n her veins. AS far as I remember.
| she had a billet once with the Sultan
Of Brunei and possibly boned those
hands from his treasure house when
he engaged another premiere dan
! scuse"
Why did he fire her?"
II gather she was rather a dis
turbing element in his household with
a marked leaning toward intrigue.
Hewitt could tell you more about her
than l can. He had her name on
his books for some time, but decided
there was a screw loose somewhere
and let her go. Guaya! SHE'S GER
tainly a remarkable woman
"Guaya?"
That's her name-or, rather, she
says it's her name"
| Moorhouse's jaw dropped.
"Ap things Considered, 1 suppose
we'd better wash her out of it alto
gethar and try and get smack at
Chai-Hung through other channels?"
Chinese Pennington sprang to his
feet and began pacing the veranda.
THAT depends" he jerked out sud |
denly. I'm some respects 1 believe her
to be straight. She appears to have
taken a. fancy to your honest, open |
countenance"
The district officer grinned.
Pennington halted in the center Of |
the floor
"As I told you before, Moorhouse.
women are the very devil-when
they're as clever as Guaya is and |
have taken a rooted dislike to one. |
You can take 1t from me the knife's |
authentic enough. The only snag in |
the whole proceedings appears to be |
that Chai-Hung may have intended |
her to bring it here with the happy |
notion of enucing us r into his |
clutches
I'VE could keep our eyes open for |
anything in the nature of an am
bush. Frankly. Penn, I'm inclined |
to give 1t a trial. 1 saw the silver
hands myself; Chai-Hung had no rea-
son to believe 1 was aware of his |
presence in my area-and he certain |
ly would be the last to advertise it," |
Pennington perched himself on the |
edge of the table.
Good enough he declared We'll |
make the experiment and rope in old |
Dawson into the bargain"
Moorhouse left the veranda five min |
utes later to complete his toilet. AS
he drew the comb from the leather
case where it reposed in company
with the brushes. his fingers touched
something that was wound in between
the teeth. He released it gingerly
and stepped toward the open window
ESven IN the DINNER recessesN OF the
room he had understood the signifi-
canoe of the seven black CIRCLES