The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-08-27
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NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Pennington sat bolt upright.
Look here, Van Daulen, 70,
threw out pretty broad hint las
night concerning the supposed in
activity Of the police. Within eight
cen hours Of hearing from you that
Domberg was, dead and the sign Of
the Yellow Seven plastered on mir
bungalow, I've found the implement;
that were employed to make that
sign. The slackness was not on oul
side, but yours"
The Dutchman left the rail and
| came couple of PAGES nearer.
How d'you make that out ?"
II have known for considerable
time that Chai-Hung was in the
neighborhood and for ten days your
boundaries have been patrolled by
my own men. During the whole of
that period not a single agent of the
Yellow Seven has either entered or
left"
"How long do you propose staying
here?"
"Until the Teller I'm looking for
comes to find his paint"
You still I'll imagine he intends using
"He'd have burnt it if he didn't"
The Dutchman forced smile.
stable-companions for considerable
period, we'd better make the best of
1T. don't mind telling you, PEN
nington, that you're on the wrong
track. There's not a man on the
place I wouldn't vouch for and the
paint was probably intended fory {:
blind. Whitaker and Vance share
a place between here and Domberg's.
They've both got Chinese servants;
If Chai-Hung wants free access to
the coast, they're as much in his way
as l am-and there's a particular
fine opportunity for killing two birds
with one stone. If you were in the
bandits shoes-isn't that the first
thing that would occur to your"
II think l shall stop here in any
case. If ever ! happen to be in need
of somebody to teach me my bus
mess, / can't do better than to asso-
ciate myself with one who can, see
things SO well-from Chai-Hung's
point of view"
The dark features of the Dutch
man remained immobile, but Chinese
remington saw enough to satisfy
him that the shaft had gone home.
you've placed u me in a deuced
awkward position" he complained
presently. Until replace my late
servant, | suppose Pm at liberty to
fall back on yours ~
"Rabat-Pilai is entirely at your
service"
The Dutchman picked up his rid
ing-boots and moved off in search OF
his slippers.
Pennington-once more alone
smiled curiously at huge moth that
wheeled round the flame of the lamp.
Between nine and ten Van Daulen
went out, taking the path to the
coolie-lines. Half-an-hour later Ra-
bat Pilai crept on to the veranda and
halted before Pennington's chair.
"Well"
"Great Tuan, the Dutchman left
the estate by the gate that faces the
sea. He went some little distance
into the forest to where q big tree
stands alone. There was a hurri-
hidden in the under
growth. The Tuan Van Daulen lit
it and held it above his head. A man
stole from the shadows and joined
him." %e
Pennington stared at the ceiling.
what sort of man."
"A Chinaman, Tuan. There was
no word spoken between them. The
stranger gave the Dutchman little
box-and went away again."
"One of Chai-Hung's men?"
"Yah, Tuan. He did not go far.
because I had two Of ours close at
hand. They will keep him for you
Excellent. What happened to
the Tuan Van Daulen?"
HE took the box to a hut by the
railway-line. It was dark when he
entered; after that there was 3
light"
"You looked in?"
The man nodded.
"He came out of the hut several
times, looking round everywhere.
The door was bolted presently from
the inside-and I looked through a
place where the board had worked
apart. There was a tube in the
packets tube with some dark liquid
inside"
Footsteps were audible on. the
path outside.
"That .you, Van Daulen'? ! was
Just saying to Rabat-Pilai could
manage cup of tea at five in the
morning. I suppose you'll join me?
Il I remember rightly, you call the !
roll at five-thirty."
The Dutchman came into the ra-
Illus of the lamplight.
"Not very often" he laughed east
v. "Whittakertis our orderly officer
his week. He rides round first |
thing to see everything's up to the