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> \ rf \ X ta An Aeroplane Romance Of Chinatown and Canada aoe eee Eee es > Semett CHAPTER VI. (Continued) A Strange Message. MBAGLINTON ABT and Wash- Sm burn stared down at the helpless figure of a man, ~ and met an imploring look trom oblique eyes, Held in place by «@ thick piece of twine, handkerchief, stuffed in the fellow’s mouth, pried the jaws rigidly open. Hie face was slowly fading from yellow to @ sickly white as he met the remorseless smile of his master. ‘Washburn turned the fellow’s head, deftly untied the cord, and removed the @hort piece of steel which had been used as a tourniquet to draw the cord tighter. Doctor Wu smiled wickedly. “So It is you, Wick,” he murmured, “who allow enemies in my house.” The Chinaman attempted to speak, but the jaws refused to relax. He rolled over on his face, grovelling at the doctor's feet. Sandy picked up the damp handkerchief. The same sickly odor which he had noticed about the guard at Fordham came to their nostrils—chloroform. Wu cruelly raised his foot and kicked the man away from him. “Look here,” protested Washburn; ‘he was drugged, it’s not”—— “He was a guard,” eaid Wu inex- orably. “He did not guard, that is all” Then, touching the tip of his sandal to the inert body, as though fearful of defiling himself, hie eyes holding those of the guard mesmert- cally, Wu pointed his lean, long fore- finger to the door, “Go!” he com- manded, ‘Without a word the fellow rose, passed out of the room and shuffled down the dim passageway. ‘The stooping back, the heavy, dragging gait, a something piteous about the man's whole demeanor, sent a thrill of horror through Abt an@ Washburn. Siip-alop, slip-slop, echoed the sandals from the stairs. Doctor Wu turned toward them, a sa@ expression on his face, “And now—Wick Nam, he muttered. “Wick Nam g0' that is one more— gone.” } “You aay the man was & guard,” burst out Washburn indignantly. “Well, then, why’—— “He was my closest pee ru ” quietly responded the na- rif “He did not guard. Tt is enough, Iam chief. Ghould I fail ae chief I go.” “But, chloroferm”— “1 was not guarded. He is no long- er @ brother of Hip Sing Tons.” “and made another enemy,” iaguatedty snorted Abt. “Strikes me a pretty poor business making enemies out of good men.” ‘Wu shook his head quietly. “Soon he will be no man’s enemy. He ‘s honest and does not forget his vows. Come to the window. Across the street, two doors down behind that smell vegetable stand, Wick’s cousin has an opium room; there Wick will go, Look!” Beglinton Abt cautiously fastened his eye to's elit in the tapestry and saw the disgraced Wick Nam skulk- iny The same little Ong Leong stool pigeon, whom he had seem before, suddenly slouched across the street to where the same policeman leaned against a lamp-post, idly twirling his night stick; then the pair strolled slowly down the street together. Be- low, Wick Nam crept cautiously to the alley mouth, looking about furtively. To the right, flattened in @ door- way, Abt made out’ a fat, greasy Chinaman. Suddenly Wick darted across the street toward the vegeta- ble stand; when he was halfway ‘across the man in the doorway slouch- ed in the same direction, Wick disap- peared inside the opium joint, The fat Chinaman, hand half raised and resting ir his blouse, as though In @ splint, followed and entered behind him, For a moment not a sound disturbed the absolute silence. Then the fat Chinaman reappeared, wiping some- thing under his blouse; he whistled softly, and the policeman and stool pieron turned hastily and peered back. ‘The fat Chinaman removed his hand from the blouse and lifted it in simple greeting to the Ong Leong—that was r} a little aviator’a face had gone deathly white. Dr, Wu sighed heavily. “He was “he muttered in a tone of yhén turning abruptly to th musician: “Through the rear exit, he cried, “Careful—remember.” Dutch Fred shot the bolt swiftly, and without a word the two white men followed him. ‘The gtim skylight cast no reflection, as they paused on the top landing; down the etaire they crept like erim- inals, following their conductors swift lead. Bandy reached out and rested one hand protectingly on the arm of the acroplanist. Abt looked back @rinned a sickly grin of unashamed of the ship which had impelled the Dutch Fred turned at opening @ small door of moonlight showed the form of the coascless buss of natives on atreet into which they had emerged struck refreshingly on their ears, A shawled woman exchanging a word in Italian with another of her kind seemed like an echo of their own world to the men just from the Celes- tial Kingdom of Terror circumscribed by the emall, deceptive walle. Sandy filled his lungs to their utmost capacity with the fresh air. Fred whispered to them to wait while he ‘went round the corner to find their machine. “Abt,” Durat out Washburn furt- ously, “thie murdering business hes ot to stop, if the pair of us have to clean out every rat hole down here!” The answer was not forthcoming, for Dutch Fred suddenly appeared in aight, running breathlessly alongside the plain-clothes man they had with the little Chinaman, the car?" sapped the aviator sharply. “It's gone,” stupidly responded the officer. “fhe gentleman told me he would take 1t”— “The gentleman! What do you Mean? You gave my car to a atran- ger?” bawled. Washburn angrily, snatohing the fellow’s arm. “I knew him, air,” anewered the man slowly. “I was obliged to do It when he showed his badge—govern- ment man.” “Wells!” hoarsely, “The impudent beggar,” enaried Abt. “And the Chinaman?” ae up. Mr, Wells’ orders, “Well, what else?” ironically de- manded Washburn. “Nothing, sir, except this note ex- onerating me." The detective ex- tended what was evidently a leaf torn out of a notebook, and placed it in the inventor's hand. Egtington Abt read it slowly, then reread it. Finally he emitted a low, angry whistle, and passed it on to Bundy. » Tt read: For ways that are dark and tricks that are vain, ‘The Heathen Chines is peculiar, And that was all. whispered Dutch Fred CHAPTER Vii. Wells Introduces Himself. R the first time Washburn began to appreciate the na- ture of the foe against whom they had pitted them- selves. There in the little room, under the mesmerio influence of the giant tong chief, the scene out- side the window, the surroundings, it had all seemed merely a question of testing out the Comet againgt the Powers of the air: but now a new, a remorseless, a brainy power had openly arrayed itself against the ac- complishment of their plans. He held a whispered conversation with Abt, then dismissed the detective. Neither of the men expressed any vpinion as to why their oar had been taken, The mere fact itself was sig- nificant enough—a warning of what this man Wella really coud do, ‘and the odds he could command against them. After dodging and twisting in the wake of their strange guide for several blocks, in an obvious at- tempt to shake off any one who might be following, they despatched Dutch Fred in seavoh of a taxicab. They watched his figure disappear in the Bowery's wWirlpool of life, then looked at one angther and Jaughed a little nervously, A few blocks away, pler on pier of framework, monstrous and unwieldy, supported the nmtwork of the bridge; furious, etching electric trains loomed above the timid loop of sur- face cars shy¥y backing into the cav~ ernous tunnes beneath. Tier on tier reared the Warehouses to their right, obscuring «nd blackening the soft moon; about and around them, the reeking, biving, noisy tenements. But Bglinton Abt studied the sky, ignor- ing everwthing else; and, witb an in- definable thrill, Sandy realized that the little aviator was exulting in the fact that in a few short hours he would furmount and rise superior to these things of mortar, brick, wood, stone find steol. And for what? For the rookery, but @. few blocks away, under heavy guavd; the rookery, swarming with men besieged under the leadership of @ cultured gentleman living, perforce, in @ trick room, followed by assas- sis, dauntless and regardless of spies wnd government agents lurking in taisty hallways, Pulssant governments, implicitly ‘trusting a traitorous stool pigeon, were unknowingly afding in the annihila- tion of this gigantic mentality; eud- den death from mysterious bullets and keen blades lurked everywhere in the block; and mysterious violence, the violence of far Cathay, nested in the doorways of the alleys. A closed taxi drew up beside them, the door was thrown open, Dutch Fred's voice bade them enter, and the next moment they were off. Abt only ordered one atop at the Grand Central station, where he got out to bring back a@ pile of folders and pamphiets which would put bim on the right trail to Harnaville, and also give him @ line on the best time Wells could make should he try to get there ahead of them, Darkened Fitth Avenue was tra- versed ewiftly; the bright light of Harlem soon faded country, Three blocks from the clubhouse they halted the machine, stepped out, paid the chauffeur, waited till his tail light had disappeared, and then hurried across the field to the aerodrome, A rough band fell upon Adt’s collar, and the aviator recoiled abruptly be- fore @ brandished hammer. “Come, now! Get on out o’ this, me bucko,”" growled his assailant, Abt was making frantic efforts to release himself, when Sandy, recog- nizing Tim, bis chauffeur, intervened. Quieting the man, they were amased to learn that Howe, the drugged guard and mechanician, had been much more badly injured than they imagined, It appeared that an am- bulance had clanged up to the drome fully three hours after their depar- ture and had taken him off, despite the fact that, to Tim, he had appeared well and eound, eave for a very bad grouch. Washburn looked at Abt and was surprised to note the purplish color on hie face. “You mean to gay,” Abt demanded harshly, “that Howe was all right, yet allowed himself to be carted off to @ hospital for a little thing Ike a dose of chloroform?” ‘The Irishman laughed under his breath, seeming to find much amuse- ment in the way the question was “Bure,” he * responded = drolly; “though ‘twas not so much his fault, air; he fought like the divil himself. But when two cops an’ two doctors an’ a driver on a ambulance jumps on yes all to onct, a man ain't got much chanct—not countin’ the other felly,” “What other fellow?” Washburn, “The tall felly phwat told ‘em phwat to do, The way they hopped Howe didn’t look like they thought him sick—but what could I do, wid him flashin’ that shield in me ug?” Sandy turned lugubriously to Abt. Without a word being again, both Tealized that this was auggher bit of the special agent's wa And what @ clever bét of work! Without & mechanician Eglinton Abt would be compelled to w Heaven only knew how much time! Certainly the little man could not attend to every detail of preparation, and beat the train to Harnaville, In @ flash Weah- burn divined Wells's plan to remove the prisoner and thus thwart the contemplated smuggling. He tovwed demanded up Once more and caught the appeal in ADt's eye, “Well,” muttered the aviator, be- tween his teeth, “I'll take the trip, anyhow. He can’t delay me for- ever.” Bandy grasped his hand. “Count me in, Abt” he oried heartily. “I don't know the practical end as well as Howe, but I know something about the things—ought to, anyhow.” Abt stared at him ecrutinisingly; then raised his voice impatiently, as he sprang toward the door of the aerodrome, “Get busy, then, and ‘we'll tune up the machine.” Ho unfastened the staples and threw wide the door. There, before them, gigantic in its proportions at such close range, glistening like bur- nished silver in the light of the thou- sand stars peeping in on the queer contrivance, rested the creamy winged Comet, alert and ready. ‘Washburn, with the quiet speed which is a characteristic of the man of affairs, went to work immediately. He firmly burred every nut, soldered every wire joint perfectly and went over every detail of bamboo, wood and steel from the propeller to the trisycle on which the aeroplane was mounted. Meanw@ile, Abt was slowly but carefully examining the great four- cycle, sixteen-cylinder engine, olling here and reinserting @ coil there. ‘Then the aviator passed his hand gently over the planes and the up- right suspending rod. He swung it laterally to and fro till certain that the huge pendulum could not fati— the pendulum which gave him that faculty, possessed by the birds, of naturally warping their wings and eailing through the air with no ap- parent effort of their own. Finally Abt appeared satisfied. “Now,” he said briskly, regarding Sandy with a new admiration and in- terest, “run over my charts till you find those bearing on thie Harneville piace; then chuck some instruments in @ grip—what you think I'll need up in Canada.” He selected a Diuc-barrelied re- volver from a little cupboard and thrust it into a pocket of the wind- shield coat he donned, then stared at ‘Washburn with twinkling eyes. “TL think,” he muttered, “that Wells made one mistake, when he sent Howe to the hospital.” Sandy, all artor now for the adven- ture, had no time to respond to the compliment, if he had been so mind~ e4, for Abt was already straining at one of the great doors. Together the two men opened one complete side of the aerodrome, then returned to the shed and switched out the runway, #0 that the Comet could glide gently onto the field without any jar, Eglin- ton Abt sprang lightly to the seat in front of the crank, and in a second the crackling rattle of the unmuffled motor woke the echoes of the night. Gradually the sound died out, to be succeeded by the mighty purring of the propeller and the drumming of the planes. ‘Washburn loosed his restraining ERSONAL OPINION ing at all, though the Comet wae in- creasing its speed. The aeroplane way already afloat! Gently, almost im- Derceptibly, the little Comet rose on an easy incline, and Washburn was waving his hat back to Eglinton Abt, @ hundred feet in the air. “In Harnsville,” Abt shouted down, A buzz rose high—and lulled. The dull, drumming purr was renewed, An obvious tremor shook the acro- Diane. The great wings puffed slightly and fell flat once more, Like @ gigantic grasshopper it looked, with the tiny goggled body in the centre of the frail thing. Higher and higher @oared the Comet till in the distanc {t glowed Hke @ snowy cross in the ‘universe; and then the creamy planes melted into the soft radiance of the moon. Dutch Fred drew a long breath, “T'm glad 1 came,” he muttered soul- fully, Raed Pan: @ pipe from the case it and slowly filled it. As he struck a match, just within the radius of its flare he made out a tall, slender figure silhouetted inet the background of gloomy shadows, Ho pointed it out silently to his com- pardons. A prey to the most ing aw grasped Sandy's arm ith @ grip that brought an angry ath from his lips as the etranger en- tered the [nid of the sheds lamp and ed to them. evening: lonesome, though,” murmured the newoomer, seating himself on the steel runway and drawing @ cigarette from a hand- somely chased gold case. “You know, Fred"—the pale blue eyes were contemptuous and @ strange smile twisted the corners of the mouth into @ grim @emblance of mirth, as the pianist shrank back—"“you know, Fred, you really ought not to expose yourself recklessly to the night air after overindulgence in the poppy. I should think you'd have @ real ‘yen’ after all the pills I cooked for ou last might.” He slowly turned is ingolent face toward Washburn. “And this fe Mr, Washbura?’ he “Sandy slientiy indicated « huge et silen’ cated & huge eign on the wall. “'! tn Wastiburn,” he an- ewered shortly; “and that sign means you, str.” Languidly the stranger drew a pair of eyeglasses from his pocket, delib- them with @ delicate as he breathed upon each in turn, and then carefully ad- usted them to his nose. Rising, he rushed an imaginary speck of dust from his trousers, sauntered closer to the sign, and read it aloud: “LOAFERS BARRED,” He chuckled quietly as he replaced the glasses in his pocket. “Oh, no,” he indicating himself ‘with a long, slender finger, “oh, no; that sign does not mean me. I have ‘Ddusiness here, you know.” Washburn giared—specchiess at the fellow’s audacity. “Indeed, yes," drawled the man. “T came over for alight, yousee, Thanks awfully.” He applied the match to hia cigarette, inhaled a deep breath of smoke, fastidiously drew up his trous- ors they would not bulge at the knees, and seated himeelf again on the runwey. “You will be glad to know,” he con- tinued, with a smile, “that Professor Abdt’s assistant is not nearly so pedly @ beautiful start,” wiy, admirauion kindling his eyes; “but I must admit I am disappointed, after wading around in thie muddy place, to find that Pro- fessor Abt has gone, | thought he could not start without this Howe fel- hold, and the tricycle sped awkwardly low. out upon the field. The wheels moved faster and faster, Suddenly Banay Sil realized that they were not revoly- ly flown away. Too asbbura stared in contemptuous Evening World Daily Magazine, Thursday, June 10; 1915 The Parting of the Ways «tha, By J. H. Cassel allence at the immaculately groomed exquisite with his vapid face, bebo d GARRYOWEN By SOO ne H. DE VERE STACPOOLE . Author of “DRUMS OF WAR.” Fie a from Which he extracted a deck of As Gandy agreed and passed up the carde, Calling the porter, he ordered Aisle of es bed be “< not br adeg ihe a at ack ward noe = al le & tabla, and then beamed earnestly for long, immaculately clad Axure again came cards, stretched between the seate. Ui Dutch Fred, who apparently was wan the last he saw of Wells till caring less and leas for the intimacy morning, Hut in hie oe piphnegh valk 44 epringing up between the two parties, Meck an whe could meal want power of a man who could steal a oar excused himself and went to the rear from a detective, have a man hustled of the car, ostensibly for a drink of needlessly to a city hospital, bulldoxe water, but minute guoceeded minute % fiehting chauffeur, and overwhelm and he did not return, that czar of all American czare—« Pullman porter. Welle looked pitifully at Washburn. > ‘a Arising carly, he was amused to “Come, come,” he complained; “that’s pnd a long line of {rate too bad—unjust. Only this evening I blocking the vestibule ‘and reaching catered to that man for over an hour, back into the body of the car, all re- ° rolling optum pille for him.” vViling some exquisite who had oecu- pied the wash room to the excluston After a time, under the soothing tn- f’avery Dne'elne He tae “ast ear, fluence of a cigarette, he cast off his wrinrs on ei Lohans . ee eateh U1 humor and turned again toward his 8 eve in the mirror, ee companion. “I wouldn’t be at all sur- toe taal fps Plo ane prised.” he drawied, “if Wellington absorbing contemplation of his face and Napoleon would gladly have ex- scpere en 4 vapid face emiled changed bottles on the eve of Water. Bhaently +e a rich, creamy r lather, while a handsomely embossed loo." He passed @ delicately carved razor gleamed in his hand. Wash- flask acrons to Bandy and watted ex- burn watched him as he might « pectantly for approval. monkey performing tricks, and It was good brandy ant Sandy's #tinned involuntarily at thought of ayes showed appreciation. ORE cen 5 Sew te rere owe Wells beamed. “Now that we have rier th drunk from the same canteen and been wpomnpteteg Oi pat Hy re lighted from the same matoh,” he bir ay =) Bag) ee & Face said, “would you mind telling me “ a Py achog nh s frankly whether any idea of actually nehiag th coteabeun, a getting away with this foolish stunt the soft, rolling collar o in Harnsville has entered your head, spent no little paina in the selection Mr. Washburn?” and tying of various cravate. He Ad discarded the walsteoat on the hook Sandy smiled grimly, although py his side, and made a critical se- taken by surprise at the abrupt di- lection of another from’ his yellow rectness of the question. gis. Then came the coat, le “L never fall down,” he anawerea “nally, Archibald Jameson | Wi 4 /) smiled urbanely upon the reflection lightly. “And Abt has shown hia in the mirror and turned « languid metal go often"—he allowed the sen- face en the mob of ow tence to remain unfinished. p ethen — Pen gp +a The agent smiled brightly. “But ion ig th e bon, he B= h the * he has only been up against the buie and smiled repronchfully ai problem of aerial navigation so far, Bandy for laughing. and that has been solved. I never A frank gleam of humor lit hin have been, you know, Now, Mr. Se Rees chy is Washburn” — he stretched himself forced delay he had out lastiy and made himself as com- = “Hut, you know,” he fortable as possible in the cramped {NA » *t may not have a ghanee even epace—“what do you tmagine is the ‘wars now that work beging.” > reason I allow you to oroes the bor- was something sardontcaly iui humm sere der, you and this Dutch Fred? tr ge ee fel a mene, behing understand, don't you, that I cou! that he call the train crew and have you Silla not quite tatiumn. after ejected even now while the train is ¢: tl “I'm Wells, you ow," politely in motion? There 4a, of course, a Fred back In « corner gtar- roceeded the stranger; “Archibald ing at the erect figu: epec ‘ameson Wells, You've heard of me, Feason for my a oe ae agent & few neats seat heey ” haven't you? I've heard of you, Mr. ‘Bai most Now that the question was Put UP rebeliious figure and face of Washburn. Happy to meet yo happy.” He grasped a Ban hand and pumped it up and down violentiy ‘ing the Aero Club man & notion of steely grip and hidden phyateal trength in the tall, slender 61 trouble you?” He accepted the sulphur aliver, struck it on the runway, and, holding the match forward, politely applied aw of Washburn's pips, to the bowl which had gone out. Then he fiickod his cigarette through the open door, and exhaled one last cloud of thin, blue smoke, “Your chauffour doesn't happen to be still around, I suppose?’ in- quired. “Really, Mr. Washburn, you should ease P, that wheel on your car. It quite blistered my hands. Sandy whistled into the darkness, and in a moment Tim thrust his red head In the doorway. At - of the special agent he drew pre- cipitately. “You will surely accompany met" pleaded Wells. Sandy smiled grimly. “Ae the car was stolen from me, sir, it etrikes me that your Invitation 1s a little out of Pl The special agent # shoulders indifferently. auch a lot of me fro now on,” he suggested pointedly, “that it really makes little difference—a half hour or #0, Sandy, without making any reply, motioned to the planiat to assist him in closing the doorm Wella watched them tranquilly, then led the way across the field, picking his steps daintily, and sighing as his feet sank in the daceptive, graas-covered mud holes. The two men followed won- doringly, while ‘Tim seemed to have lost a large share of his usual pug- nacity, Tim had seen the man in action. CHAPTER VII. The Necessity for Mock Duck. as IM did not appear to care Particularly for his self-in- vited passenger. In tact, from the way he let out the machine {it seemed as though he was possessed with the one idea of eacrificing himself to death if he could only carry Wells with him, But Wells seemed not at all alarmed by the bewtidering gyra- tions of the car, He amilod gently, and played with the long cord of his eyegianses, while Washburn and Dutch Fred clung desperately to the sides of the tonneau for thelr lives. “Do you know,” murmured the spe- etal agent, as they approached their destination, “I should like to test out this car again Abt's Comet. I wouldn't mind putting up a bit to make ft in- teresting, Well, he we are” he chuckled, as Tim brought the car to & standstill before the brilliantly Nghted Grand Central Depot, “Just a few minutes to spare, Never mind @etting tickets, Follow me to the third track.” He clutched hold of Washburn’s grip, heavy with tools, and rushed through the gates, throwing back his coat to the astonished gateman and Nghtly vaulting to the steps of the rear platform of a train, whose engine was puffing vigorously. No sooner were they comfortably seated than Wells fumbled in his pocket and pro- duced a smalt moreceo-bound case, you thought it ov ndy glanced at the ie. e Seah itt batten aan He did not know the real extent of sea’ mae} ide Wells, who, at i ‘man's power, only that it was ny rate, could keep his mental facul- reat—he had seen enough already watched the fying landscape without to know that. speaking, and whiled away the time Wells had taken his badge off his by computing their « Nn Mi telegraph poles ana cli vest and was allowing the Mans hind “pia it ever ocour to you, Mr. the oil lamp to play on its carven let- washburn.” Wella suggested, “that “The insignia of my profes- we are really rat to him, Sandy wae frankly puzzled, tera, frienda? lained slowly. “It would I imagine [ shall like t! te nee een pag oye Nt, Beoms a pity omnetions be #o simple for me to frustate thie oe foe, f plot of yours, Possibly you may De Wke most’ are the ops t pease EL »more troublesome in Harnsville; why up? How much more Ukaple evil- don't I have you thrown off the car doers are than the od folk who go now? Why did I not get rid of YOU Gay, and take a morning and ater: in New York? It needed, and need* noon paper regularly! There ia but a word, Wouldn't you imagine something positive about wrone - ig Minded people that appeals tah Neneh the first thing 1 would ttongiy. Btrange, lant ittecwhen T am #0 good. I don’t mind tell Sandy tapped the ashes from his that I've about made up amy mied cigar lightly on the seat beside him, do the right thing by “What's the anawer?” he questioned 2o0rt rn ax wuch power to create fear in ¢ Before hearts of men like Doctor Wu and tort the train rose this Dutch Bred? It is simply be- to his pleked causs I have made it @ practice to Boke trees ee wat stv’; men and races. So, knowing warden of my promise. And don’! the kinks in thelr braing better than forget the, ame—Wells, ‘Arohi two casual acquaintances such as “SQ tit oa . frank: r yourself and Abt, I have a rea@on foF the slender figure call tate toe eat doing as 1 am going to do,” head of the vestibule. One moment ten: Sandy gloomed over his cigar; there = = om was a good deal in what Wells said, \ong but he could not cast aside the sin- cerity of the giant Chinaman’s words, Tho special agent sinh swung his glasses by the black silk co: tached to them, “Ha over the message I to the other end of the car, stepped off onto the Dlatforen. byes! Wig rt Boast \s & motor horn moun arse! in their ears, t for you when fe looked up Just in time to wane I purloined your car?” back to the man on whom “Tim not good at riddles,” dryly he nen pa Rd thoughts had been concentrated, whvor ways that are dark, and for With giant, hoot: delone ee make tricks that are vain,’ quoted Wells, who, in a full, rich, rounded voice, giant hood, driven man from his looks, Wash 0 mised to be French. That he wa: Sam looked up sharply and was sartal ok wee started at the change in the man's fuss srry, ceune he foclaied ih expression, The shapely lips were corner, not even jolting the lone pas- eet together so tightly they were senger who half rose fh his seat and blue-white and no thicker than @ waved a slond hair, hia nose tip was drawn down, ward them) venay haad to. accentuating the cold, hnplacable ex- Dutch Fred swore angrily. “T didn't pression of his steol-blue eyes. For figure on his driving in @ car,” the first’ time ‘Sandy noticed how growled. “Harnaville. is witaorn much white there waa about those the river on the Canadian ei eyes, and how small, yet wonderfully There's a ferry goes thera. We've keen, were the pupils got to hustle.” “Phe Heathen Chines ts peculiar,” ~ Washburn made no answer. completed the special agent grimly. was impossible to talk and keep ur “Old Bret Harte—he knew them well, with his companion at the sume You think you're a humanitarian— time. and you're merely a tool! Doctor Wu — Leaving the mote crowded streets is what he says—chief of Hip Sing Dutch Fred, evidently well acquainted Tong. All the rest of his talk was with Buffalo, led the way by shor! half tie. This Dutch Fred is an in- cuts to the river, Impatient, morose valuable ally of Wu's. What Eglin- and sullen, he made no attempt at ton Abt will bring across the line is conversation during the boat trip: nor not so much Mock Duck as what had his Impatience subsided even Mock Duck has on hia person~—or will when their destination was reached have.” and they had landed, Rut, ae he hur- Sandy laughed ied Sandy through the little town, know when a man’s lying, he pointed out one building, » smali . “Wu's in a bad way.” a inte, “He always is, Chinatown, under 9 it." he muttered. nnder his “That's the Sail, #ir (To Be Continued.) the surface, Is a seething caldron of brea war. But’ where is one hundred thousand dollars coming from at a i mom ‘a notice?” With this clinch he rose and atretched languidly, GOING AWAY FOR THE SUMMER? Remember The Eve- ning World prints each week a complete up-to-date novela week's reading! Have The Eve ning World sent to your sum, mer address.” , . the good humor once more on face. “I'll get a stateroom for you,” he promised affably. What about yourself?” Sandy. “L never sleep when I work on a case like this,” laughed the agent merrily, “If you don't mind chasin, up that porter and sending him bac! here I'll fix you 3 I owe you one for the car. Ask him to bring @ box of matches, will you? inquired For some minutes he -