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= et THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE: APRIL It Here Now- "Exploit Featuring Mr. Arnold Daly...... «evvee....Elaine Dodge ......"Craig Kennedy” The Famous Sclentific Deteotive of Fiction. Mr. Edwin Arden..................Wu-Fang The Chinese Master Criminal WRITTEN BY ARTHUR B. REEVE The Well-Known Novelist and the Oreator of the ** Author of Everything you read here today can see in the fi Pathe All (CW,H‘!’I The Star Co. D&el:‘mfiu Reserved.) Synoveis of Previous Chapters. Is he v with a_“clutching hand.' vietim of the mysterious assassin ir Dod, the wealthy insurance te) ain mplovk Y, Il 'Ih‘mtlfl:‘ de- to umrav e mystery. is told by PQ'II.E to he story ls _of new plot e ?“' v ;l the way the his skill to save fl:ilt’!, ves & el n e form o - :'Imu- Tetter. rough this Kennedy penetrates his disguise and the master criminal is killed in his Or{orl ‘The Clutehi master criminal hi dden away A vast amount of stolen wealth, and his efforts to locate the treasure brings more perils to KElaine and stirs Kennedy to greater achlevements in detective skill. CHAPTER XVII. The Ring and the Treasure Not & clue had been left by the kid- napers when they had so mysteriously epirited Elaine away from the apart- éii ;? i i i | i H gl ¢ H H § iE i H i isd i i 35 i 3 i H is HE i i i3 =EF i H 7 | ¥ | | ' at work making an ex- ‘What do you think of it. Walter? he iked, holding up the replioa. “Perfect.” 1 replied, admiringly. “What are you going to do with it “1 can’t say—yet" answered Kepnedy, forlornly. “but if T understand these - nese criminale at all, T know that the only way oan ever track them Is through some trick. Perhaps the replica will sugwest something to us later.” He placed the copy in a velvet-lined box closely resembling that in which the veal ring lay, and dropped both into his pocket. “Let's see It Aunt Jossphine has re- cetved any word, Kennedy and 1 were not the only visit- ore to the subterranean chamber where 1t had seemed that the clue to the Clutch- ing Hand's millions might be found. Tt was as though that hidden, ‘watching eye followed us. The night after our own uUnsuccesstul search, Wu Fang, accom- panied by Long Sin, made his way into the cavern. As they flashed their electric bull's eyes about the place, they could see ! readily that we had aiready been digging there, ‘Wu axamined the safe which had been broken inte, while Long Sin repeated his experiences there. And you say ™ U7’ demanded Wu. Nothing but the ring which they got ‘rom me," veplied Long Sin, ruefully. “Strange—very ‘there was mothing else Oraig Kennedy'’ Stories Dramatized Into a Photo-Play by Chas, W. Goddard, ‘“The Perils of Pauline.’ together they tried to decipher what had been scratched on the rock. As Long 8in's siender and sinister foro- finger traced over the ineeription, Wu wsuddenly o ht him by the elbow. “The rin| he cried, as at last he in- terpreted the meaning of the eryptic characters. But what about the ring? For a mo- ment Wu looked at the slot in deep thought. Then he reached gown and withdrew a ring from his own finger and dropped it through the aft They listened a moment. They could hear the ring tinkle as though it were running down some sort of track-like declivity inside the rock. Then, faintly they could hear it drop. It had fallen into & Iittle cup of & compartment below at thelr teet. Nothing happened. Wu recovered his ring. But he had hit at last upon the Clutching Hand's secret! Bennett had devised a ring-lock which would open the treasure vault. No other ring except the one which he had so efully hidden was of the size or welght that would move the lever which would set_the machinery working to open the treasure house. Agaln Wu tried another,of his own rings, and a third time, Long Sin dropped in a ring from his finger. Still there was no result, “The ring which we lost is the key to the puzzie—thesonly key,” exclaimed Wu Fang finally. *“We must recover it at all hazards." To his subtie mind a plan of action seemed to unfold _almost in “Thero I8 no good remaining here, added. And we have gained nothing by the capture of the girl, uni we can use her to recover the ring ‘Long Sin followed his master with a sort of Intuition. “If we have to steal It he suggested deferentially, “it can be accomplished best by making use of the Chong Wah Tong." The tong was the criminal band which they had offended, which had in fact stolen the ring from Long Sin and sold it to Elaine. Yet in a game such as this enmity could not last when it was mutually disadvantageous. Wu took the suggestion. He decided Instantly to make peace with his enemies—and use them, Later that night, in his car, Wu stopped near the little curfo shop kept by the new tong Iu‘:'I Long Sin allghted and entered the shop, while the tong man oyed him & piclously. My master has come to make peace," ho began, saluting the tong leader behind the counter. Nothing in reality, could have pleased the tong men more, for in thelr hearts they feared the masteriike subtlety of Wu Fang. The conference was short, and Long Bin with a bow left quickly to refoin Wu, while the tong leader dis- appeared into a back room of the shop where several of the inner cirole sat “All 18 well, master,” reported Long 8in when he had made his way back to the car around the corner in which Wu ‘was waiting. Wu smiled, and a moment later, fol- lowad by his slave in crime, entered the curlo shop and passed through with great dignity into the reom in the rear, As the two entered, the tong men howed with great respect. % “Let us be enemies no more,” bLegan Wu briefly. “Let us rather help each other as brothers,” He extended his right hand, palm down, 8 he spoke. For a moment the tong leader parleyed ‘with the others, then stepped forward and laid his own hand, palm down, over that of Wu. One hy one the others did the same, including Long 8in, the aggrieved, Peace was restored. Wu had arisen to go, IIA the tong men were bowing a respectufl farewell He turned and saw a large vase. For a mo- ment he paused before it. It was an enormous affalr and was apparently composed of a mosaic of rare Chinese enamels, cunningly put together by the deft and patient fingers of the oriental craftamen. Extending from the widely curving bowl below was an extremely long. narrow, tapering neck. Wu looked at it intently; then an idea Seemed to strike him. He called the tong leader and the others about him Quickly he outlined the detafls of a plan “Have you received any word yet™ asked Aunt Josephine, anxiously, when Jennings had ushered us into the Dodge Wbrary. 5 Kennedy shook his head sadly. There Was no need to repeat the question to Aunt Josephine. The tears in her eyes told only too plainly that she herself had heard nothing, either. Oraig bent over and placed his hand on her shoulder. For the moment none of us could control our emoctions. A few moments later Jennings entercd the room softly again. “‘The expressmen are outside, ma'am, with a large pack- age,” he sald. A package? inquired Aunt Josephine, looking up, surprised. “‘For me—are you sure™ Jennings bowed and repeated his re- mark. Aunt Josephine followed him out into the hall. There; already, the delivery men had set down & huge orfental vase with a re- markably long and narrow neck. It was, As, befitted such a really beautiful object of art, most carefully crated. But to Aunt Josephine it came & complete surprise. 1 can't imagine who coull have sent it,” whe temporized. “Are you quite sure it is for me?™ The expressman, with a book, looked up from the list of names, down which he | There Were Disclosed to Our Astonished Eyes the Midden Milllons of the Clutching Hand. was running his finger, “This is Mrs. Dodge, fsn't it?” he asked, pointing with his pencil to the entry with the address following it. There seemed to be no name of a shipper. “Yes,” she replled, dublously, *but I don't understand it. Wait just a mo- ment.” She went 10 the library door. “‘Mr. Ken- she sald, “may I trouble you and meson a moment?" We followed her into the ball, and there stood gazing at the mysterious gift, while she related its recent history. “Why not set it up in the library?’ I suggested, seeing that the exprespmen were getting restive at the delay. “If there is any mistake they will send for it soon. No one ever gets anything for nothing." Aunt Josephine turned to the express- men and nodded. With the ald of Jen- nings they carried the vase into the Iibrary, and there is was uncrated, while Kennedy coutinued to question the man with the book, without eliciting any further information than that he thought D e e e Tl it had been reconsigned from another ex- press company. He knew nothing more than that it had been placed on his wagon, properly marked and prepald. ‘When Kennedy rejoined us the vase had been completely uncrated. Aunt Josephine signed for it, and, grumbling & bit, the expressmen left. There we stood, nonpulused by the curious gift. Cralg walked around the vase, looking at it criticelly. I had a feeling of being watched, one of those sensati ‘which paychologists tell us are utterly baseless end unfounded. I was glad I had not sald anything about it when he tapped the vass with his cane, then stuck the can down thé long, narrow neck, working it around as well as he could. The neck was 80 long and so narrow, however, that his stick could not fully explore the In- side of the vi but it seemed to me to be quite empty. “Well, there's nothing in it, anyhow,” 1 ventured. 1 had spoken too soon. Kennedy with- drew his cane, and on the ferrule, adher- ing as though by some sticky substance, was & note. Kennedy pulled it off and unfolded it, while we gathered about him. “Maybe it's from Elaine," cried Aunt Josephine, grasping at a straw. We read: Dear Aunt Josephine: This I8 a token that I am ed. Have Mr. Kennedy ve the ring to the man at the corner of Willlams and Brownle: avenues at midnight tonight and they will surrender me to bim P. 8.—Have him come alone or my lite wili be in danger. We looked at each other in amasement. “I thought something like this would happen,” remarked Craig at length. “Oh," cried Aunt Josephine, “it's too good to oe true.' “We'll do It" exclaimed Kennedy quickly, “only this is the ring that we'll give them. '™ He drow from his pocket the replica of the ring which he had made and showed it to Aunt Josephine. Then he drew from another pocket the real ring, replacing the replica. “Here's the real one,’ tone lite." fhe took the ring, almost fearfully. It seemed as if nothing but misfortune had followed it. Still, she realized that it Was necessary that she should take care of it, if the plan was to work “And, oh, Mr. Kennedy," she implored, we rose to §o, ‘please get back my little girl for me." Cralg clasped her hand best," he replied fervently, shoulder to cheer her up, into a chair, Aunt Josephine was worn out with the sloepless nights of worry since Elaine's disappearance. After we had gone, she tried to eat dimner, but found that she had no appetite. All the evening she sat in the library, with & book at which she stared, though she scarcely read a page. However, as the hours lengthened, she found herself nodding through sheer exhaustion. It was getting late and her thoughts were still on Elaine. At the desk in the library she was examining the curlous ring, which she had taken from her Jewel case, thinking of the terible train of events that had followed it Although she had intended to sit up until she recelved some word from Ken- nedy that night, the long strain had told on her and in spite of her worry about (Elaine, she decided, at length, to retire. She replaced the ring in the case, locked the case, and turned out the Nghts “Good night, Jennings," she sald, as | she passed the faithful old butier in the hall ‘Good night, ma'am,” he replied, paus- ing on his rounds to see that the doors and windows were locked Aunt Josephine, clasping the jewel case he said in a low “Guard it as you would guard your “I'll try my patting her s she sank W ——— T | = | tightly, mounted the stairs and entered her room. She locked the door carefully and put the jewelry case under her pil- low. Then she switched off the light. The moment Jenning’'s footsteps ceased downstairs in the library, a small piece of the vase seemed to break away from ‘the rest of the mosaic, though it were knocked out from the inside. Then a large plece fell out, and another. At last from the strange hiding place a lithe figure, as shing though bathed in ofl, naked except for a loin-cloth, seemed to squirm forth like a serpent. It was Wu Fang—the watchful eye which, literally as well as figuratively, had been leveled at us in one form or anther ever since the kidnaping of Elaine, Silently he tiptoed to the doorway and listened. There was not a sound. Just a8 nolselessly then he went back to the library table and, muffling the telephone bell, took down the receiver. He whis- pered a number, waited, then whispered some directions. A moment later he wormed his way out of the library and into the drawing room. On he went cautiously, snake-like, up the stairs, until he came to the door of Aunt Josephine's room. He bent down and listened. There was no sound except Aunt Josephine's breath- ing. Sllently he drew from a fold in the loin-cloth & screwdriver and removed the screws from the hinges of the door. Quickly he pushed the -bedroom door open. pivoting it on the lock, just far enough open so that he could slip through. Creeping along the floor, like a reptil whose sign he had assumed, he came nearer and nearer Aunt Josephine's bed. As he paused for a moment his quick eye seemed to catch sight of the bulging lump under her plilow. His long, thin hand reached out for it. Aunt Josephine moved restlessly in her sleep. Instantly he seized a murderous- looking Chinese dirk fastened to his side and raised it above her head ready to strike on the slightest outcry. She moved slightly, and relapsed into a sound sleep again. It All in' Moving Pictures A DETECTIVE NOVEL AND A MOTION PICTURE DRAMA Presented by This Newspaper in Collaboration With the Famous Pathe Players, from the finger post that painted each | Way to Willlams and Brownlee avenues. Late that night Kennedy left his apart- ment prepared to follow the instructions delivered in the vase. As he climbed into a roadster he tucked the robe most carefully into a corner under the leather seat. from under the robe, tle air.” I had taken my place under the robe before the car was driven up in front of the apartment lest some emissary of Wu- Fang might be watching to see that ther w such a trick. = ‘You'll get alr enough when we get started, Walter,"” he laughed back under his breath, apparently addressing the engine. Kennedy was a hard driver when he wanted to be, and enough was at staRe. let me have a lit indeed glad enough to huddle up under the robe. We had reached a point in the suburbs which was deserted, and T did not rec- ognize a thing when he pulled up by the side of the road with a jerk. I peered the wheel and stand by the side of the car, looking up and down. Ahend of us the road curved sharply, and I had no idea what was there, though Kennedy seemed to know the place. A moment Iater he pulled the robe partly off me, and bent down as though examining the batteries on the side of the oar. ““Get out on the other side in the dow of the car, Walter,” he whispered, hoarsely. “Go down the road a bit— only cut in and keep under cover. This is Willlams avenue. You'll see a big rock. avenue. ' Be prepared for anything. shall have to trust the rest to you. I don’t know myself what's going to hap- pen. I slid vut and went along the edge of the road, as Cralg had directed, and finally crouched behind a huge rock, feeling as much tension as if I had been a boy playing at wild west. might at any moment develop into the reality of a wild far east. After & moment, to give me a chance, by the side of the road and went ahead on foot. At last he came to the cross roads just around the bend, where, in tl moonlight, he could read the signs: ‘Willlame avenue” and “‘Brownles avenue.” He stood there a moment, then #lanced at his watch, which registered both hands approaching the hour of twelve. He gazed about at the deserted country. Had the appointment been a hoax, after all, a scheme to get him away from the city for some purpose? Suddenly, at his feet in the dust of the road something heavy seemed to drop. He looked about quickly. No one was in sight. He reached down and picked up a lttle Chinese figure. Tapping it with his knuckle, he examined it curiously. It was hollow. From the inside he drew out a plece of paper. He strained his eyes in the moon- light and managed to make out: The Serpent is all-wise and his fang is fatal. You have signed the white girl's death *warrant. Beneath this sinister warning stamped the serpent of Wu Fan It was not a hoax, and Xennedy stood there a moment, gazing about in tense anxioty. Had the uncanny eye observed was Holding the knife above her, Wu slowly and quietly removed the jewel case from under her pillow. Tn & countfy roadhouse Long Sin was walting patiently. The telephone rang, and the proprietor answered, Long Sin was at his side almost before he could It was Long master, Wu. “Beware,” came the whispered message over the wire. “Kennedy has made a fa'se ring. ‘I'll get the real one. By the reat devil of Gobi, you must cut him off. “It is done,” returned Long Sin, hang- ing up the receiver in great excitement. He hurried out of the room and left the roadhouse Down the road in an Automolifle, bound between two China- men, one at her head and the other at her feet, was Elaine, wrapped around in blankets, not even her face visible. The guards looked up startled as Long Sin streaked out of the shadow to the car. "Quick!" he ordered. ‘“The master will | get the ring himselt. I will take care | of Kennedy." An instant and they were gone, while Long Sin slunk back into the shadows from which he had come. Through the underbrush the wily China.- | man made his way to an old barn, which stood back at some distance from the road, and entered the front door. There Wwas another door iIn the rear and one quite large window In the dim light of a lantern hanging from a rafter could be seen_several large barrels in a corner. Without a moment's hesitation Long Sin setzed a bucket and Placed it under the spigot of one of the barrels. The liquid poured forth into the bucket, and he emptied the contents on the floor, filling the bucket again and again and swinging it right and left in every direction until the barrel had finally run dry. Then he moved over to the window, which he examined carefully. Satistied with what he had done, he drew a slip of paper from his pocket and hastily wrote | 4 note, resting the paper on an old box. When he had finished writing he folded up the note and thrust it into a little hollow-carved Chinese figure, which he took also from his pocket. These were, apparently, his emergency preparations which he was ready to exe- cute in case he received such a message from his master as he had actually re- celved With a fina! hasty glance about he extinguished the lantern, letting the moonlight stream fitfully through the his every action? Was it staring at him now in the blackness? Meanwhile, 1 had made my way stealthily, peering into the bushes and careful not even to step on anything that would make & nofse and was now, as 1 have said, crouched behind the big rock to which Craig had directed me. I heard him go along the road and look about cautiouply, but could hear and see noth- ing else. 1 had begun to wonder whether Ken- nedy might not have made a mistake ot another rock ahead of me, but teward Brownlee avenue, I saw the tall, gaunt figure of a man rise in the moonlight, almost as if it had sprung from the very earth. in the note which had been so strangeiy. “For heaven's sake, Craig,” I gasped (steal away. \delayed him just long enough. Kennedy | tonight to make him drive hard. He, . | Whizzed along in the roadster, and 1 was |1®8rd the sound of the struggle and was |the trall in & desperate endeavor either through a crease in the corner of the |the open space before us we followed him robe and saw him slide out from under [end at last saw him dive,into an old barn, Hide behind it. Ahead you'll see Brownlee |Poth doors open, had ”the back door, then Only this| barred Craig himself left the car pulled up close ; when, suddenly, from behind the shadow | My heart gave a leap as he quickly |about us. refbed his right arm and hurled somes/ thing as far as he could in the dicection | gaunt figure had paused long enough tr\ilf'nmlnund on Page Ten—Column Three) that Kennedy had taken. If it had been |a bomb, tollowed by an explosion, 1 would not have been surprised. But no sound | followed as the figure dropped back, as| {12 it had been a wraith I stole out from my own hiding place In the shadow of my rock and darted! quickly to the shelter of a bush nearer the | figure, The figure was no wraith. It turned to| I remembered Kennedy's rart- | [Ing words. I the man ever gained the | darkness of a clump of woods, just be- yond us, he was as good as safe. T~ was the time to act 1 leaped at him and he went down, roll- | ing over and over in the underbrush and | stubble. We fought fiercely, but 1 could | not seem to get a glimpse of his face, | which was muffled. | He was powerful and stronger than 1 end after a tough tussle he broke loose. But T had succeeded, nevertheless. I hld} |now crashing through the hedge at the | crossroads in our direction | I managed to pick myself up, just as| {Kennedy reached my side, and, together, | we followed the retreating figure as it made its way among the shadows, Across ) | A moment later we followed hotfoot into the barn. As we entered we could hear a peculiar grating noise, though a door was sprung on its rusty hinges. | The front door was open. Evidently the man had gone through and closed the back door. We threw ourselves against the back door, but it did not yleld. There was no time to waste and we turned to rush out again by the way Wwe had come; just as the front door was slammed shut. The man had trapped us. He had left run through, braced | had rushed around | to brace the front| outside just in time door also. We could hear his feet crunching the dry leaves and twigs as he went around the side of the barn again. Together we threw ourselves against the front door, but, although it yielded a little, he had it s0 that it would resist our {united strength for some time, i Again and again we threw ourselves against it. It was horribly dark in there, | except for an oblong spot where the | monlight streamed in through a window. | Buddenly the pale silver of the moonlight on the floor reddened. | The man 'bad struck a match and thrown it intc a mass of oil-soaked | straw and gunpowder which protruded through one of the weather-beaten boards near the floor. It was only a matter of a second or #o now when the fire swept into the barn itself. There was no beating it out. Sgme- one had literally soaked the straw and the floor with ofl. It seemed as though the whole place burst fnto a sudden blaze of tinder. Outside we could hear foot- steps rapidly retreating toward the shel- ter of the clump of woods. For a second I looked dismayed at the rapidly mounting flames. “A very pretty situation,” T forced with & laugh. “But I hope he doesn't think we'll stay hero and, burn, with a per- tectly good window In full view." I took a step forward toward the win- dow, but before T could take another Kennedy yanked me back. “Don’t think for a moment that he overlooked that,” he shouted. Craig looked around hastily. In a cor- ner, just back of us, was a long pole. He snatched it up and moved cautiously to- ward the window, keeping the pole as level as possible as he cndeavored to get a leverage on the sash. The flames were mounting faster and higher, licking up everything. “Keep back, Walter,” “Just as far ar you can.” He had scarcely raised the window a fraction of an inch when an old, rusty, heavy anvil and a bent, worn plowshare crashed down to the floor directly over | the spot whore I should have been if he |had not dragged me away. I started back aghast. Nothing had been over- looked to finish us off. “I think you may try it safely now, all right,” smiled Kennedy, coolly. ‘Wo climbed out of the window, not an |instant too soon, from the raging inferno he muttered, Having gained the alump of woods the gloat over his clever scheme. Instead, he saw us making good our escape. With a gesture of intense fury he turned. There vas nothing more for him to do but to 2ig7ag his way to safety across country The barn was now burning fiercely and it wae almost as light as day about us. Kennedy paused only long enough to look down at the ground where the fire had started “See, Walter,” he exclaimed, pointing to a square indentation in the soft soil “No white man ever made a footprint like that.” { bent over. The prints had the square- ness of those paper-layered soles of a Chinaman. “Long Sin," carie the name involun- tarily to my lips, for I knew that Wu would delegate just such a job to his faithtul slave Kennedy did not pause an finstant longer, but in the light of the burning barn, as best he could, started to follow to overtake Long Sin, or at least to find the final direction in which he would go. At ths entrance to the passageway which led to the little underground cham- ber in which we had sought tho treasure hidden by the Clutching Hand, Wu Fang was sealed on a rock waiting impatiently, though now and then indulging a sinister smile at the subtle trick by which he had recovered the ring. The sound of approaching footsteps dis- turbed him. He was far too clever to leave anything to chance, and, like a serpent, he wriggled behind another rock and waited. It was only a glance, how- ever, that he needed to allay his suspi- clons. It was Long Sin, breathless. Wu stepped out beside him so quletly that even the acute Long Sin did not hear. “Well”" he said in a guttural tone. Long Sin drew back in fear. “I have falled, oh master,” he replied in an im- ploring tore. “Even now they follow my tracks" It was bad enough to confess defeat without the fear of capture. Wu frowned. ‘“We must work quickly, then,” he muttered, He picked up a dark lantern nearby, in- dicating another to Long Sin. They en- tered the cave, flashing the lights ahead of them. 3 “Be careful,” ordered Wu, proceeding gingerly from one stepping stone to an- other. ““We ghall be followed no farther than this.” He paused a moment and pointed his finger at the earth. Everywhere, except here and there where a stone projected, was a sticky slimy substance. It was an old trick of primitive races. “Bird lime," hissed Wu, pointing at the viscld substance of the juice of the holly bark, extracted by bolling, and mixeq with a third part of nut ofl and Brease. They passed on from stone to stone until they came to the subterranean chamber {tself. Without a moment’s hesitation, Wu made his way toward the rock in which thev. had found the slot with its cryptic inscription. Long Sin watched his master in silent admiration as, at last, he drew forth the mystic ring for which they had dared all. Without a word, Wu dropped it in the slot. It tinkled down the runway, a protuberance hit a trigger and pushed it a hair's breadth, A nolse behing them caused the two to turn startled. Bven Wu had not ex- pected it. On the other side of the chamber, a great rock in the ground slowly turned, as though on a pivot. They ‘watched, fascinated. Even then Wu aid not forget the precious ring, but as the rock turned, reached down quickly and recovered it from the cup at the floor. Inch by inch the pivoted rock moved on its axis. They flashed their lanterns full on it and, as it moved, they could ses disclosed huge piles of gold and silver coins and bars and ornaments, a chest literally filled with brilliants, set ana unset, rubjes, emeralds, precious stones of every conceivable variety, a cave that would have staggered even Aladdin—the rich reward of the countless marauding operations of Bennett's other personality. For a moment they could merely stand in avariclous exultatuion, Painfully and slowly we managed to trail Long Sin's footprints, until we came to a road where they were lost in the hard macadam. There was no time to Episode No. 17 Episode No. 16 2410 Lake St. Every Tuesday. Episode No. 15. single window. Then he left the barn, with both front and rear doors open. 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