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Z cling to him, but the vast majority,
! obeying false signals arranged by
myself, are concentrating in remote
portions of British North Borneo,
where Hewitt is on the lookout fon
them"
A few moments later a native in a
greasy velvet jacket and a rusty
sarong entered silently and stood at
attention before his chief. Clay, OBJ
serving him curiously noticed that
the man was minus an ear and an
eve, that his mouth was slit at either
side and that he carried an enormous
parang in a wooden sheath pound
with bamboo.
"Rabat-Pilai, the Tuan Clay has
brought with him many soldiers. You
will guide them to the points indl-
Gated this afternoon. There Is also
with them a thing on wheels whose
voice is very terrible and certain men
whose sole object in life is to make
If sneak! This must go in the square
place among the trees and be covered
with bushes until the morning"
The s~carecrow saluted and disap-
peared.
Pennington smiled.
Hes my famous chief of staff.
He'd come from the farthest ex-
tremity of the earth if he thought l
was in trouble"
Clay was polishing the bowl OF his
pipe on his breeches.
""When do we start making 1t hot?
Dawn?'
"a trihe after that. There mustn't
be the slightest opportunity for Chat
Hung to break through our Gordon
under cover of darkness. Know
what he looks like?"
The other felt for his pocketbook.
Hewitt presented me with a
photograph. 1 gather that he's lost
his left hand since that was taken.
Does he speak English?"
Perfectly. He has the manners
and polish of a diplomat when he
chooses
Clay thrust his head outside and
brought it back wearing an express
sion of disgust.
"Rainin' like the devil" he an
nounced. wonder if my orderly's
put my tent up yet? If it's all the
same to you, I'll hop along and see."
He dived into the darkness, leav-
ing Pennington to his own reflec-
tions.
Three minutes later Rabat-Pilai
joined him. He thrust a crumpled
PAPER into the Englishman's hand.
"Jesselton-16th,' it read. Chi
nese rounded up successfully in
most districts. Sending Dawson.
Possibly join you myself-Hewitt,"
ANY reply, Tuan?"
Pennington reflected, then scrib-
bled four words on a half sheet of
note-paper:
"All going well.-Pennington."
the signature and added:
"Reinforcements arrived. Love to
Monica"
Give this to the runner, Rabat,
and arrange for outposts to be sta
| toned half a mile in our rear, pre-
pared to warn US If there are any
signs of hostile forces gathering be-
hind US. Tahu?"
"Yah, Tuan."
The creature saluted-and was
gone.
Pennington bent over a rough map.
Presently he smiled at his WI re-
Election in a cracked shaving mirror
that hung from the tent-pole. Pos
sibly join you myself! He had never
expected his eACellSllCy the IOllllAiS-
sioner of police to resist the tempta-
ton of being in at the death.
He jerked up his head.
Somebody, had Numbered into a
rope, tripped over it and apparently
utilized it to assist him to his feet
again, for the tent swayed as if in
the throes of an earthquake. The
shock was followed by a somewhat
colored dissertation OF tents in gen.
eral and tent rope in particular.
who's that?" demanded Penning-
ton sharply.
The swearing ceased and presently
a low chuckle broke upon his ears
Pennington, Or I'm a COMPOUNDED
liar! I'll give you three guesses."
Don't need 'em, old son. If any
body were to ask me who was the
latest, ugliest, clumsiest district
officer in the whole of Borneo, I'd
promptly reply
mot Dawson-if you're really the
little gentleman l take you to be.
Lord, Penn, it's a devil of a night"
The affable Dawson squeezed his
great form into the one place that
offered from the deluge with