Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-01
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: cEco-for a fraction of a second
two hands-like claws-rested on
the sill. 1 should have gone mad IT
l had stayed
In spite OF himself, the Commits
sioner glanced at the wide open aper-
ture through which the cool nigh,
nothing but the rectangular patch OF
air filtered. His keen gaze fell upon
nothing but the rectangular patch of
blaekness she had expected to see.
He walked deliberately to it and toss
ed the end of his cigar into the gar
den.
There is nothing there. you see"
he declared. Il tell you what it is,
Monica. You're worrying too much
about young Pennington, and you
want a holiday. If you take my ad-
vice, you'll get married as soon as
he comes back-and get him to take
you for a long sea trip"
Aren't you looking rather far
ahead?" said Monica demurely. You
forget-he hasn't asked me yeti"
The Commissioner tapped the
bronze jar with his finger nail. mo,
but he will as soon as l show him
that. He was only waiting for proof
that our enemy was dead"
She came slowly back toward the
urn.
Proof" she echoed In a voice so
low that it was scarcely audible. 81
wonder If this clumsy thing proves
anything. For all we know-it may
be empty"
I'm which case,' smiled her
brother, there's nothing on earth
. ,,11frA.,% .ta o. s@tn1 - had
But Monica was not listening. She
metal surface.
"I fancy that band has something
to do with 1.-THE band with the
four little gold studs"
She held her thumb poised over
the nearest of the four gold knobs.
1t lowered for a second-a bare half
inch from the metal, and then-a
form plunged wildly through the
open window, landed in a crouching
attitude on the bare boards, and, ex-
tending a lean arm, thrust her bodi-
ly into a corner.
The bronze jar toppled awkwardly
and rolled to the floor, where the
Siamese kitten fell upon it in a frenzy
of delight. Hewitt wrenched open
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lay, and Monica, her eyes wide open
with terror, leant helplessly against
the wall, gazing into the SCARED,
swart face Of a Chinaman. The in
truder's greasy coat was torn and
weather-stained, his feet were
swathed in sandals of plated straw,
and his features wore an expression
that she did not altogether under
stand.
Put them up" said the Commits
sioner coldly, and the celestial, COM
plying readily, bestowed on the as
tonished Hewitt a broad, boyish
grin.
Don't keep me like this for long"
came the familiar. Measured draw
Of Chinese. Pennington. i've got
Lien-Yin trussed like a chicken out
side, and I'm as hungry as a hunter!"
The Commissioner tossed his wea-
pom back into the drawer in disgust.
Look here, old son." he COM
planned. What the deuce d'you
mean by giving us shocks like this?"
The scarecrow produced a rubber
pouch and began rolling himself a
cigaret.
I'm sorry II I hurt you, Mrs.
Nl1t3s only 4 dluiA I line W oSG SOb
hddling about with that jar"
She had recovered from the sur
prise his sudden entry had given
her. Her cheeks were flushed and
the folds of her kimono at her bosom
rose and fell in tune with her quick
breathing.
Pennington a his lower lip alons
the gummed edge of the paper and
looked across at the Commissioner.
What did you suppose was in
slde?"
He flung the words out like a
challenge.
The ashes of our deeply-lamented
friend-Chai Hung"
The younger man surveyed him
pityingly.
THE ashes Of fiddlesticks. Chat
Hung-of all men-starting out on
a new line--and arranging to be
crematedl Doesn't sound very prob
able does It? And yet I suppose
even I might have been deceived by
the delightfully."- plausible story--if
they hadn't chosen me to be one Of
the bearersl" y