The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-08-13
5NG YGGLQW SEVEN;
~ The Passing %]
" Of Zara-Khan c.
BY Edmund Smell.

"Pray be seated-both Of you. l
was afraid you might be-a little
nervous at my unexpected arrival
and SO took the precaution of bring
ing this!"
4 He drew forward a chair and low
cred himself into it.
i II understand that you buried Mr..
Pennington~this morning. A very
lamentable affair! l was sorry not to
be able to be present myself"
Varney moved restlessly.
II suppose l have to thank you
for the loss of my dog he said.
The Oriental patted the hand thai
held the pistol with the fingers of
the other.
"A double tragedy, if may say
SO! l understand the dog is the
friend of man-and you, poor fellow,
have sustained the loss of two good
friends at one and the same time"
"You devil!"
Chai-Hung blinked amiably.
THANK you, Mr.. Varney. May
request Zara-Khan to continue with
his work ?"
Varney choked.
Look here, Chai-Hung, or what
ever your name is, I'm not in
MOOD to sit here and be ordered about
by you. If you've come here to shoot
me-carry on with it. If not, clear
| out--and be damned to YOU"
my dear Mr.. Yarney!" protested
the brigand with well-assumed sur
prise, "you will, hope, do me the
honor to remember that up to the
present l have requested you to do
nothing. My suggestion was merely
that Zara-khan should proceed with
the work that my unfortunate entry
interrupted. 1t was you. who first
mentioned shooting, and l believe I
am right in saying that you were
ABOUT to draw on me when came in
A distinctly unwise move on YOUR
part, Mr.. Varney, when one remem-
oeSs that Chai-Hung never travels
about alone. If l wanted to kill YOU.
my friend, there are twenty Others
outside waiting to help me. You re-
celved a message from me the other
day."
The trader shrugged his shoulders
"A yellow card fluttered on to the
veranda, if that's what you mean"
An ugly light had crept into the
Orientals eyes.
AS If by given signal, two forms
slid through the doorway behind
Varney and secured his arms.
Chai-Hung rose to his feet.
%1ara- Khan" he Said hoarsely,
you will prepare your things and
tattoo this Englishman. 1t will be
little out of your line, must tell YOU.
Tor you will not be paid for your
work-and the picture will not be
quite the same!"
The man in the turban had
changed visibly from brown to gray
and his teeth chartered. He stared
from Chai-Hung to Varney-now ron
ed securely to. his chair-and prex-
emily his ,horror-stricken eyes travel
ed back to the blue barrel.
Il am waiting for you to begin.
Zera-K Khan"
And zara-Khan turned with shak-
ing fingers to his tray.
Chinese Pennington-summo in
hot haste by his henchman-arrived
at the foot of Varney's steps a bare
hundred yards behind Rabat- pila;
He took the flight at bound and
plsto lin hand, made headlong for tho
traders living-room.
AS ne flung open the door, a scene
OF utter chaos met his eyes. The
door at the far end of the room was
wide open. Between this and where
ne stood table had been overturned
from behind which trickled a steady.
dark stream. The chimney of the
swinging lamp was shattered and the
atmosphere was thick with smoke
and SCOT. One window had been
wrenched clean from its fasteninrs
and the bookcase in the corner had
fallen forward-arrested halfway bv
chair-and had tipped it's contents
into jumbled heap.
he pushed the table back into
place and recoiled in horror.
man in turban of red and gold
ay full on his face. Beneath him.
[ashed to a chair, lay a second form
hat kicked and rocked tn ana-fro
in impotent fury.
Pennington lifted Zara-Khan to one
side.
"Varney!"
"Oh, it's me all right" growled the
other. your man arrived lust in
lime to prevent Mr.. Chai-Hung max
ng sure his knife settled both of us,
FOR the love of Mike, cut these con-
'ounded strings"
"Where's Rabat- Pilai?" asked Pen
lington. opening his knife.
For the first time Varnev smiled
dashed good man that! He cot
lere before Chat Hung could round
m hlm-and severed his pistol-hand
With one blow from a perfectly
'hastly looking weapon"
iSevered Chai-Hung's hand!"
Inc one with the ring on it. L
oppose he's off after him-trying to
ct the rest!"
AS Pennington stopped to cut the
opes MS eyes fell upon the traders
are chest.
Tattooed in the space that yarnev
ad summoned Zara-Khan to fill
'as the grim sign of the Yellow
even.
"A Game Of Chance," the next epi.
ode Of this gripping series, will
tart In our next issue.