New Britain herald., 1923-07-20
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Monica gasped.
THE well of oriental cunning knows
no bottom continued Pennington
"and yet fatter myself I've learned
to probe into it deeply"
II have been working quietly bu,
steadily on this rather unusual Jewel
robbery.
II found no difficulty in running
the original thief to earth. was on
the point of closing with him when q
singular complication occurred: AS
! lay on my 'tummy' in the under
growth, he was knifed--completely
and Neutrality-suspicious. my eyes!"
Hewitt bent forward suddenly.
Good Lord"
collared the assassin low and we
fought like wild cats He had the
strength of bison and, If he hand't
left his knife in the back of his vic.
tim l shouldn't be here now. Any
how he broke away and got clear,
leaving me with this
He held the torn half of a yellow
strip of paste board before the com
missioner's astonished eyes
For second Hewitt seemed de-
rrived of the power of speech, and it
was Monicas voice chat launched the
question.
But, Mr.. Pennington, if he were
a. confederate-whyd did he kill his
friend"
Because" suggested her brother
"once having got the pendant, he de-
cided to keep it,"
mo" said Pennington with con-
viction. II fancy you're wrong there.
The assassin didn't trouble to search
the dead man, but went over him
very thoroughly. The booty had
Passed from his hands long before l
overlook him."
Monica drew in deep breath.
Il still don't see"
II believe our friend was guilty of
a serious indiscretion in leaving be-
bind the token that had been entrust-
ed to him-the yellow seven"
Il don't see that we're much for
RAIDER" declared Hewitt moodily.
"What do you suggest doing?"
Turning in for SPELL" said Pen
nington, I'm the meantime watch
HRE1y port, SEbltli tNSisoiiS 'AfO 'A'0~
to embark-everyone, you understand.
Cheerio!"
He made his way toward the back
of the house, leaving Monica bubbllng
over with curiosity.
Hewitt anticipated the question
that was forming itself on her lips.
That's about the most remarkable
Teller in eastern waters" he told her.
"Chinese Pennington they call him.
You saw his eyes? His pedigree's
faultless, but some extraordinary
freak or fortune--or BIRTH II you
like. decreed he should go through
life-looking like that, I fancy To-
cality has big effect on appearance.
Pennington's people have been mer-
chants in Shanghai for generations.
ANYHOW, there 1t is! To all intenta
and purposes he's as white as you or
me, but there's no getting away from
the fact that he has the eyes OF an
oriental. He. knows Chinese charac-
ter inside out He can talk like them.
He can get himself up to look like
'em. He holds a sort OF rowing
commission. He's streets ahead OF
the ordinary native detective. The
queer thing is that the natives know
Pennington. but they've never man
eyed to nail him. They regard him
as something almost superhuman.
They call him he who sees In the
dark"
How delightfully."- thrilling" COM
mented Monica He must be
frightfully brave"
The commissioner smiled grimly.
"Pennington'd tackle the devil it
carnate."
The presence of young, beautiful
and undenoably attractive widow is
bound to cause something more than |
a mild sensation in any quarter OF the
globe where there happens to be a
preponderance of unattached males