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I tomorrow"
Excellent. What happened to
the Tuan Van Daulen?'
HE look the box to a hut by the
| railway-line. 1t was dark when he
entered; after that there was a
!ight."
You looked in?"
The man nodded.
He came oct Of the hut several
times, looking round everywhere.
The door was boltud presently from
the inside-and | booked through 4
place where the bcaIds had worked
apart. There was a tube in the
packet-a tube with some dark
liquid inside"
Footsteps were audible OF the
path outside.
THAT you, Van Daulen? I was
Just saying to Rabat-Pilai l could
manage a cup of tea at five in the
morning. l suppose you'll join me?
II 1 remember rightly, you call the
roll at hve-thirty."
The Dutchman came into the ra-
dius of the lamplight.
Not very often,' he laughed east
ly. "Whittaker Is our orderly officer
this week. He rides round first
thing to see everything's up to the
mark. Still, tea at five, by all
means"
Breakfast about eighth"
That's my usual arrangements
"AIl right, Rabat; you can get to
bed-unless Mr.. Van Daulen wants
you"
A chair creaked as the other
dropped into it.
mo thanks. You know where to
put my clothes for the morning. /
like my boots hereby this chair"
He turned 10 Pennington. 81 roam
about in my slippers until my pony
comes round. you know. 1 find It
more comfortable"
Pennington waved his hand in the
air, implying dismissal.
"Our boots on the veranda then.
Tabi, Rabat-Pilai."
"Tabi, Tuan."
The customary salutation carried
the servant to the passage. He
glanced back onee-then vanished
altogether.
"Queer chap-your nam"
Rather weird, isrft he? He Gu
off Chai-Hung's left hand when last
they met and walks the world with
the step of a Teller who's managed
to pay off a fair proportion of a
heavy debt. He smoked the thing
over the fire and I fancy he carries
it about with him under his blouse"
Van Daulen shuddered.
Pennington came languidly TO his
feet.
Good night, Van Daulen. Hope
we're both well enough to sit up and
enjoy hat cup of tea"
Rabat-Pilai was busting laborlous-
ly when Pennington-in riding
breeches and slippers-emerged on
to the veranda an easy first. Van
Daulen was s%plashiing in his room,
granting and spluttering with the
glorious lack of restraint of a rhi-
noceros.
The man with the Chinese eyes
kicked off his slippers.
His foot was IN the point of en-
tering the boot when Rabat dropped
a pile of worn volumes.
Pennington started and looked up.
The servant was signaling ~furiously,
his mutilated face queerly c%ontorted.
The Englishman raised his brows,
took each heel gingerly between fin
ger and thumb and from the left boot
shook what looked like a tin-tack
an enormous head. He was still
staring at it when Rabat-Pilat picked
up without turning a hair. He re-
treated with it to Van Daulen's
chair, grinning over the back of it
at his master.
Good Lord! It was touch and go
that time, with a vengeance. The in
human swine! Rabat, if I'd trodden
that how long would l have been
in agony?"
Ten minutes. Tuan."
''How did you know?'
81 am my masters servant, and
see everything
All that was possible Of The grin
vanished as Van Daulen appeared at
the head of the passage.
Morning, Pennington. Hope l
haven't kept you waiting?"
Not in the least, old bird. I've
always cherished a sort of itazy no
ton you planters were early folkt
Those ms boots, Rabat?"
He pulled them on, n after the