Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-01-19

ture of Ruth Allen exposed. II splashed
with red. There was also his passport. A
hole was punched through the lower corner
of the passport and the very rim of the cover
was red-stained.
Finally from inside the coat wet with more
than water she drew out an automatic. Now
she examined the gun and found that two of
its cartridges were missing Her eyes were
on Cabot as she held it out. did you do it
or did THEY do 2" she asked.
Recognition came gradually back into the
eyes of Cabot but he said nothing.
NO" she decided, there wasn't enough
of him to be worth fight. Is he safely at
the bottom of the river %
The silence of Cabot did not seem to dis
turb her.
Il hope you weighted him down with
heavy wrench and few rocks because when
they come to the surface, they always say the
wrong thing"
She found rags and oil in the drawer be-
meath the wall cabinet, cleaned the gum filled
the clip, then slipped it into one of Cabots
pockets.
When she had given him fresh drink she
drew up the second chair TO the table and sat
down to examine the small pile she had taken
from the coat-The letter to Annesfey she
read with quick but a careful eye the pic
to one side and judged both with shrug of
the shoulders and an approving nod,
who admired but did not envy. The sheaf of
money she counted, with the passport open in
front of her. Now she touched the hole in
the passport. IF you were to think twice
Jingi you'd that this passport is as good
as ticket home, for you"
He reached for the passport, frowning, but
the girl held it away from him.
Hair brown. eyes grey. nose medium.
your nose is not so medium, Jing but these
written descriptions don't amount to much.
Six feet one-a hundred and eighty-weii. you
may have grown little and put weight
since this passport was made out. But you
see? With this picture gone and your picture
in its place. Jing Cabot might go home to
the States and be Bob Annesley all the way
there and back. Or he might stay there until
he's worked the weight off his mind"
LIE SCOWLED at her, pulling pipe and a
tobacco pouch from one of the deep pockets
OF the robe. She took the pipe from him,
shifted at it with an expression of disgust
and then resolutely knocked out the dottIe
into the palm of her hand ~T
When she had disposed of this she packed
the bowl of the pipe with experienced fingers
and held lighted match until the tobacco
was topped by living. solid coal The I'M
cleanness she busted from her hands with a
slight shudder.
What's the matter Jing?" she pleaded
You know that your heart is breaking, you
want to get back to the States so much In
the States you might have bit of home
sickness for China, but if you took me along
there would be as much China as you please
whenever you pleased"
He tamped down the ash of his pipe with
out an answer.
Something has hurt you," said the girl
What was it?"
Already he had forgotten her and now
for the first time she showed a real anxiety
She stood behind his chair, presently and be-
gan to hum Manhattan Blues" She hardly
could have told that he heard her until he
rose suddenly. took thick chunk of the
greenbacks and put them in her hand At
the same time he waved her towards the door
She backed aross the room slowly
There's boat leaving little later this .
morning-theres another boat this afternoon.
which one will you take, Jing? The after
noon boat for America ?"
He nodded. or seemed to nod
Let me stay one minute longer to talk
out the plans? You're going to let me 60
along. Jing p"
You can pay your own way, now" he
told her.
Can II" she gasped. gripping the money
harder in her hands. But will you let me
go with you, Jing? I'll watch every step. III
never look cross-eyed at anything or anyone.
You won't even know that I'm around unless
you want me. May go?"
why not ?" asked Cabot
She cried out softly. but since she now
mad reached the door she reluctantly fumbled
Tor the handle, and stepped back into the hall.
mere was not much light outside the room
out enough for her to count the money
rapidly after she had closed the door AS
her fingers flicked over the corners of the
oills, she began to hold her breath She was
hoidng Just over thousand dollars. That
handful of the happy future she crushed to her
breast and kissed the door of Cabot's room.
Early in the afternoon she was back again
IN rickshaw drawn by the same weathered
old Jinrikiman to whom Annesley had talked
IN vain two days before. Even when she stood