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CHAPTER TWELVE KAY WALKED to the edge of the dock. Allan sat down on a boulder and watched, He didn’t use his glasses for fear Watanabe would hear about it and snatch them away again, but the light was clear, the distance to the large island a scant hundred yards, and Allan could see the figures on its shore quite plainly. There were two guards, he saw, and between them was the frail form of a bent, white-haired old man. It was obviously Kay's father, Dr. John Sargent. The girl waved excitedly, then put both hands to her lips and threw kisses. Her father responded in kind. A minute passed, then the guards took him by the arms and half led, half assisted him from the spot. The trio did not go far. They took the prisoner to a door set apparently in the rocky side of a small cliff. ushered him through it, locked it carefully on the outside and marched away. «That where they stick him every night?” he called. “yes.” answered Kay chokily, and came to sit beside him. Tears threatened. “Oh, Mr.—oh, Allan, can you get ous out of this?” «I think so,” he answered confidently, “May take a little time, of course. Shall I tell you my adventures to date?” She assented eagerly, and Allan plunged into a narrative that seemed to satisfy her, though it covered no more than a tenth of the truth. There was much about himself which he could not in, duty reveal to her or anybody else. But he told her about Sun Su, and that cheered her immensely. Sun Su, she felt, would surely get word back to the States. He mentioned Asia

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gent, and sniffed. “You don’t like Asia?” «1 should say not! Ill admit she’s a marvelous creature to look at. but Asia is—is—well, she’s too Asiatie, if you know what I mean.” “I think I do, vaguely. Of course, I hardly spoke to her at all” was still contemplating that lie and wondering just why he had told it when a movement on the water attracted his attention. “Hullo,” he said. “Here comes a launch.” “Dinner,” said Miss Sargent without enthusiasm. “They send over three baskets of food every day. Do you like fish and rice? If you don't} you can always have rice and fish!” ® . THEN he was silent in sheer amazement. Dinner was there in a big wicker basket, but beside it on the dock there landed two large suitcases and a couple of cameras. The contents of his room at the Inn of One Thousand Delights! He stared at the stuff, speechless. One of the two Japanese who came with the launch stepped up and handed him a note; then the pair marched off to the bungalow with basket and baggage. Allan tore open the billet doux and read it. Written in a bold, dashing hand, the note, in English, was short enough to read at a glance: “My dear Mr. Steele: I thought you might like your belongings, so here they are. I must go to Mexico tonight. Will be away several days, but am looking forward to seeing you on my return. Asia.” «7 don’t get it” muttered Allan, staring at the missive in stupefaction. “How did she’ wangle my stuff out of Sun Su?” “I imagine she’s quite a wangler. Nice of her, anyhow, to take so much trouble for—for a comparative stranger.” They strolled to the house in silence. By the time he got there, Allan felt he had interpreted the

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