New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1923-07-26
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THE DAUGHTER OF CHAI-HUNC
tThis unusual series of stories deal
with the exploits of "Chinese" Pen
nington, detective sent by his gov
eminent to British North Borneo t
run to earth The Yellow Seven,
gang of Chinese bandits.)
Pennington met Brabazon standing
outside the Rest House at Jesselton
! his hands stuck in his pockets. follow
ing with evident admiration the easy
elegant gait of Malay girl who wal
making her way toward the harbor.
Pennington, by all that's wonder,
full"
The taller man extended hand.
i've been here three solid months
and / didn't know you we're on the
island. How are you?"
Fit as fiddle! Come in and
have sling"
Chinese Pennington looked at his
watch.
Il can give you haitian hour, old
son." he told him. I'm due at the
Commissioners at four.
He followed Brabazon up rickety
stairs to the veranda that overlooked
the road. He dropped into a chair
and his companion perched himself
on the arm of it, beaming all over
his broad, handsome face.
'Still at the same game?" he. in
quired, pushing forward his case.
Pennington nodded.
still hunting down the world s
worst criminals! No thanks. roll
my own"
He produced a rubber pouch and
began manipulating the f1imsy paper.
Brabazon tapped his cigarette on his
thumb.
Three months" he CALCULATED
presently, That's a spell of time
for you to stop in one locality, isn't
it2"
The tall man with the Chinese eyes
smiled grimly.
'.It is" he admitted. 1T means
that I'm up against about the tough
est proposition I've ever struck.
How're things up your way?"
Rotten. I'm thinking of chuck
ing rubber-and turning my attention
to oil. At present I'm at Ketatan.
Know it,"
Pennington started
"Ketatan. That's where Allison
was murdered by the Yellow Seven
gang!" ~ ..
Pennington was staring at q cluster
OF flies on the ceiling.
you've had no trouble since. No
threatening communications?
IaI
up the assassins, they tell me-" 4
YES" said the other without en-
thusiasm. Dawson did his job and
the commissioner was pleased about
1T. There were five of the swine,
and we caught, tried and executed
them with all due pomp and cere
mony: but we didn't succeed in get
ting any information out of EN-.
We're no nearer the solution of the
yellow Seven mystery than we were
when we started. You say your
areas quiet. I'm glad Of it. But
in almost every other district these
gang murders continue"
Brabazon whistled.
you'll pardon my ignorance on |
the subject, / know; but what is this
yellow severn!
The boy came in with the drinks
Brabazon had ordered, and Penning-
ton smoked until he had disappeared.
''The Yellow Seven is a card-likc
an ordinary Chinese playing-card."
he said you know the things; as
long as my fore finger, with rounded
ends, black on one side and series
of dots on the other some red, some
black"
And this ONE"
This pa tlcular card has a bright
yellow Z. &c, with seven dots on it, in
alI--Iour above faint line-and
three below it. 1t cropped up some
time back, when Lady Stornaway's
diamond pendant disappeared from
Hewtt's bungalow"
Il remember it," broke in Braba-
zan. but the Commissioner got
that back in a couple of days"
II got it back" continued Pen
nington. "I' tell you all about it
some day. There was another card
with the Allison case. and
| knife, bearing the same grim SYM '.
sol on its handle, preceded an at
empt to assassinate the Commission
,r of Police himself Now the whole |