The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-07-31
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This unusual series of stories deals
with the exploits of "Chinese" Pen.
nington, detective sent by his
governments to British North Bornec
to run TO- earth The Yellow Seven, q
gang Of Chinese bandits.
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Chinese Pennington thrust his head
in at the doorway of Hewitt's office
and blinked toward. whore the Com
missioner sat at mis- desk, apparently
immersed in thought, but, in reality
watching the iantits of a Siamese kit
ten that his sister was tantalizing
with champagne cork suspended
from string.
SWELL" demanded ! the intruder
E"How's things 2" go
Captain John Hewitt started guilt.
lily and Monica, gfasping the folds OF
her kimona with one hand and the
kitten with the other, dropped into q
chair.
Morning, Pennington" said the
Commissioner. Anything fresh?"
The man with the peculiar eyes
came IN ianguidly.'
"Mrs. Viney's the, freshest thing
I've seen this morning" he admit
ted. - II "a :,
"Don't be- FOOL ~, accommodate
Monica, flushinE.s She held the ami
NAL up for inspection. isn't he
sweet? Mr.. Dawson sent him down
from Ketatan."
what are you going to call it?'
Monica's forehead wrinkled pretti-
ly. s'e
"Peter!" she declared with sudden
emphasis. ...
"That's my name"
The Commissioner swung around
in his chair and smiled.
Monica rose suddenly and made for
the door. On the threshold she
stopped and glanced back over her
shoulder.
care you going. to be frightfully
busy, Mr.. Pennington ?" she asked
Because I've thousands of things
to talk to you about when Johns
finished with YOU"
Pennington turned presently and
saw her brother regarding him
curiously.
II imagine you want to marry
Monica ?" he suggested bluntly.
Pennington's eyes that were set
like an Oriental's on his youthful
countenance, disappeared behind
their diagonal Sits.
"And supposing I do?"
There was something in the ring
of his voice that suggested he feared
opposition on the part of the Com
missioner of Police himself; but
Hewitt shot from his chair and
dropped both hands on the younger
mans shoulders.
bennington, old son." he declared,
there's nothing on this earth that
I'd like better" H,c.
Thanks" said the>6ther huskily.
"What are my chances, .d'you think p
IF yout ask me my opinion, I
should say you've as much likelihood
of being successful as any man on
the island. Why don't you ask her
now?" a t
Pennington waved hand in front
of him as if to dispel mist that. had
suddenly arisen.
"You sent for me because your
territory was over-run by the Yellow
Seven gang, The instant l embarked
On my Investigations, realized that
their leader-Chai-Hung the
toughest nut I had yet set out to
crack. It was after I was certain
of my feelings toward your sister
that I swore to myself never to sub
NIT my proposal until T. had finally
run Chai-Hung to EARTH"
"Well," he declared. "You accom-
plished what you set out to do. You
caught Chai-Hung in his own trap.
The Governor thanked you personal
ly. What more d'you want?"
Pennington dropped YEARLY into
a chair. .1t
"I'm not satisfied" he told him.
my contract was to get the Brighter
dead or alive. I did neither.
couldn't. had a horde of his ruff
fans at my heels and young Braba-
ION to get out of the scrape into
which he'd tumbled. Brabazon took