Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-08-21
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Captain John Hewitt, Commits
sioner of police at Jesselton, British
North Borneo, has as guest Enid
Bromley. daughter of Chard Brom-
ley, new manager of the Baniak-
Baniak rubber estate. Peter PEN
nington, engaged by the government
to apprehend Chai-Hung, leader of
The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese
bandits, loves Hewitt's sister, Monica
Whey. Jocelyn Gwynne ZONES to
.Jesselton and tells Pennington that
he knows Chard Bromley and that
Bromley has no daughter.
Now Go On With the Story
Anyhow, 1 had been having a
spot with Chard Bromley at the no.
tel. Just as l was thinking of push
ing off, a notorious bad hat tried to
touch him for money Bromley's a
pretty decent little chap. taking him
all round, and 1 thought my inter-
ference was justified. Soames hadn't
heard what I'd said to Bromley, but
l gathered from the look he gave mo
when he cleared that he understood
what had come between the planter
and his generosity. 1 followed him
out, partly out of curiosity and part
ly because 1 wanted ar excuse for
going-and, leaning against the stone
parapet, l saw Chai-Hung. He was
in pukka evening-kit and his shirt
front was immaculate. About half a
dozen PAGES from him a large car
was waiting. Soames walked straight
up to him and, before 1 could collect
my senses, they had driven off to-
gether."
"Soames and Chai-Hung," MUIR
INJURED Pennington. I don't think l
remember Soames."
"Oh, he's an actor-feller-rather a
clever impersonator as a matter oil
fact-who washed out of a revue
company while they were playing at
Singapore. Drugs were his chief
trouble, / understand"
"Chard Bromley's yer here now"
said the commissioner. by the
way, you referred to him as a little
Teller; 1 should hardly call Bromley
little. would you, Dawson
Dawson shook his head ponderous-
ly.
Scarcely"
Gwynne looked from one to the
other in amazement.
Are you sure?"
positive" The commissioners
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er man, who had crimsoned to the
root of his hair. His daughters
staying at my place now"
Daughter?
"People do have daughters, you
know put in Dawson.
Pennington laughed.
Come along, Gwynne. We're go
ing to rope you in for dinner with
us, You'll be able to see for your
self then. You've got hold of the
wrong man, old son; done it myself
scores of times"
st tell you 1 met Chard Bromley
in the bar at Raffles. He was a lit
tie man, and I'm prepared to wager
he hadn't a daughter with him."
Hewitt rose to his feet, the others
followed suit. :.
"Someone's been pulling your leg"
he told him. "Chard Bromley's here
ali right. I happened to see his Gre
dentials myself, and they were per-
fectly in order. He's talking about
arranging a gigantic housewarming
by the bye, in the bungalow the late
manager never lived to see complet-
ed, 1 suppose everybody who's any
body'll be there"
Pennington affected surprise.
you going. Jack?"
IT don't see why not" said the
commissioner.
"And Monica? ?"
"She's pretty keen on the notion. =
They left the clubhouse and de-
scended the steps that led to the
road. Dawson and Gwynne walked
in front. :.
"Bromley's areas still restless, =
said Pennington after a prolonged
pause. IF he raided the estate while
you were dancing, Chai-Hung'd stand
a fair chance of bagging every I'M
portant functionary in Borneo."
Hewitt laughed.
Twenty or thirty whites would
give your friend a deuced warm re-
ception. I'm not forgetting the yell
low Seven and I'll make it my bust
ness to insure nobody goes empty
handed"
Captain John Hewitt stretched