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Yu’an Hee See Laughs

CHAPTER VI / —7— ’ The night train from Cairo to Asuan pulled Into the station at Keneh. Only two first-class passengers alighted there, a man and a woman, a small, very slender woman. The woman shivered as they entered a saloon car which awaited them In charge of • Nubian chauffeur and groom. •‘You shiver, little one,” said Yu’an Hee See. The woman leaned against him. “I am so cold. Yu'an," she explained. “In two days you will be In your own apartments—amongst your scents and Jewels, and those other toys you love, with service and warmth, and those treasures amid which I delight to see you playing." He stroked her slender knee with a plump, tajierlng hand, and his words cameras a high croon. The car passed swiftly, and almost silently, along a street In. which were lighted cases, above them a tawdrygaiety glimpsed through open windows. Where a large mosque grotesquely broke the continuity of these houses, they swung Mnto a narrow side turnThe driver skirted one high wall of the mosque, came into the very shadow of the minaret, and turned left attain. Through an unpaved lane running parallel and behind the rowdy street they proceeded, slowly now. Twenty yards along, they pulled up. The Nubian groom deftly unrolled a length of carpet across the muddy path to a gate which was suddenly opened in an otherwise blank wall. An old Arab, black robed and white rurbaned. stood there, holding a lantern high above his head. Its yellow light fell upon a wrinkled face which had earned for its owner the title of Father of Cunning. Yu'an Hee See and tlj,e woman passed across a roughly paved courtyard. Light shone out from rooms on the ground floor, and there was an outer staircase leading up to a balcony illuminated by two fine lattice windows. One would have Judged, and judged correctly, that this was an old Arab mansion. Around it the sordid life of Keneh had crept, fungus-like, almost concealing, but not defacing, the borne of some former merchant prince. Yu'an Hee See and bls companion entered a lighted room. On the threshold they were met by Aswami Pasha. He bowed low over the extended hand of Orange Blossom, deeply saluting Yu’an Hee See. "We have done our best, my lord," he said. “1 trust you will be happy here for one night.’* He clapped his hands, and an old Arab woman appeared. v “My lady,” be bowed to Yu'an Hee See’s companion, “your apartment? Is prepared; Magreba will attend you." Orange Blossom followed the aged attendant from the apartment. "All ar.- here?" Yu'an asked, upon-a very high note, which betokened anxiety. “All. I hare the list showing where each man is tonight." Yu an Hee See waved a plump band. “I do not wish to see IL Next?" "The detective from Scotland Yard, who is on the Wallaroo, has been Identi»'rKXto'T Fl A M J a I ■ Hl flFijfe Orange Blossom Followed the Aged Attendant From the Apartment fled. ... He Is In touch with the American girl whom your excellency has taken under your protection!** Yu’an Hee See began very softly to hiss. “It Is'almost certain then, that this man had read the notes In my book before. . . .F’ “I fear so. Excellency." Yu an Hee See, his eyes apparently quite closed, nodded, slowly. “Even so." said the Egyptian, “alone he could do nothing." "He has bad time to inform others. But he cannot know alt Yet this man it was who followed me to Singapore a year ago ... and has escaped me since. . . . The Hangman is on board?" he whispered. “He is." A pause, then: "Instruct Doctor Oestler." said Yu’an Hee See. Aswami Pasha nodded comprehendlogly: whereupon Yu'an Hee See began to laugh, hto red Ups seeming to swell, but his teeth merer showing; the oblique silts of hto eyes turned In the Egyptian s direction. For five, ten seconds, Aswami sue talned the gas* of those eyes which he \ could not see. Then, bis own bold gtonce faltered—!>• dropped hto dark U TbI “tgSS* 1 Hee See reached a note ao high as to be ab i. , , r° m of c® ■ or aid down SwV wild antomT ”

By SAX ROHMER Copyright by Sax Rohmer. WXU Service. THE STORY FROM THE BEGINNING Matt Kearney, young American living In London, says good-by to hi* sister Eileen, on board the Wallaroo bound for Colombo. The Wallaroo Is conveying £2.000,000 In gold to Australia. Kearney meets Inspector Dawson Haig, of Scotland Yard, very much in love with Eileen. Haig is convinced opium is concealed in Jo Lung's warehouse. Called to other duty.«he delegates Kearney, with Detective Norwich, to visit the place and find out what he can. While in the warehouse Kearney picks up a notebook. Yu'an Hee See, whom Haig has long been seeking as the leader of a band of International thieves, is at Jo Lung's. Discovering the loss of his notebook, he sends two of his followers after Norwich and Kearney, one of whom he realises must have picked it up. Norwich is murdered. Haig, pussies over cryptic notes in the book, referring to the Wallaroo. While he is poring over them, a weird creature enters, seises the book, and escapes. .Matt's story of hearing horrible laughter at Jo Lung's satisfies Haig his quarry was hiding there, he recognising the peculiar malignancy of Yu’an's laugh. At Marseilles the Inspector boards the Wallaroo, disguised. From radio messages he decodes, he realises that members of Yu'an** gang are on board, and that they have recognised him.

“It’s a most unholy business," said I Rattray, In hto slow fashion. “I've I been looking on. and I’ve seen things. 1 First thing: you're spotted! ...” I “I know ’—and I can't read Oestler’s messages! They’re in a perfectly undecipherable code." “Second thing," Rattray went on: “Two members of this slimy gang are watching Eileen; meaning Doctor O. and Mr. Chow. What for? Sbe’s not in their way, is she?” Dawson turned. Just inside the cabin door, and stared at the speaker. Then: “You’re right. Jack." he said. “I’ve seen them myself. I don’t like It, and I don’t understand It.” “But what's It all about?" Rattray nsked helplessly. “What are all these birds doing on board? They’re a pretty unsavory crew, In my reckoning, anyway. Oestler’s plausible enough, but there’s a nasty brute hidden under that amiable smile. As for the ‘snake charmer.’ she’d drown her own twins. Then there are the two Chinks on D deck. The learned one, with the glasses—the little bloke, I mean. Len Chow—doesn't seem in the Number One list to me. But his long pal with the strangled face ought to be put overboard. If I’m any judge. Then there's the big German. Hartog—he seems harmless enough and not in the safne galley at aIL I don't know what to make of it.” “And L" said Dawson Haig, continuing hto restless pacing, “don’t know what to make of my report to the chief. I’m acting on Information, Rattray. that this Scheme, whatever It Is, comes ro a head before we' reach Aden. And as I don't know what the scheme may be. I can’t reasonably expect Scotland Yard to go on granting me leave of absence and paying my expenses indefinitely. You see. I’m supposed to be in charge of the Limehouse murder case!" “I know." said Rattray, and produced hto slow smile. “It's never been clear to me what the passenger list of the Wallaroo had to do with' It.’’ “It Isn't clear to me, “Haig confessed. “But I know there to a connection. And I know I have my hand on the solution of the mystery if only I can grasp It." He paced up and down awhile longer, then: “Do you remember. Jack." he jerked suddenly, “the loss of a big German freighter somewhere about two years ago?" Jack Rattray shook hto head. “I wasn't on this run two years ago. Why?" “Well, there's no point In telling you why. if you don’t remember the case,” Haig replied. "But do you recall the wreck of the American steam yacht. Miss Minnesota?" "Clearly! We were only forty miles off at the time! An aunt of Eileen's —iLady Dakenham—was lost In her. What's the chief idea grilling in your brain pan?" "There are several Ideas. But 1 admit they’re a trifle hazy. Did you get' an 8 O S from her?" “Not a thing.” “Then how do you know you were forty miles off at the time?” “Ran Into bits of wreckage and figured it out. ' “Wasn’t it funny they didn’t send out a call for help?" Dawson Haig asked. Rattray stared at him. “No," he replied. “In my opinion they hit some small heavily laden craft, and the pair of sank almost at once." “But surely there would have been a few survivors?" “Have you ever bad a good look at a shark?" said Jack Rattray grimly. Followed a short silence. then Haig asked. "Is there much drug smuggling down that wayF* “Lots! Hashish for Egypt, mostly. Also, the good old stove trade flourishes exceedingly. I’m told the poor devils are driven up from Central Africa! The caravans travel at night, of course, and dig In during the day. They run motorboats across nowadays, high-powered craft developing forty knots. I’ve seen ’em from the bridge once or twice. They cross on dark nights, as a rule." "But where can the markets be, Jackr « “There's Mecca. That’s still a eloaed city. Fes, up In Africa. And I’m told there’s a small, sort of exclusive market somewhere on the Nile in Egypt" A rap on the door. “Come tn I” Rattray called. The door opened, and Eileen entered, closing It carefully behind her. “I’ve caught them!" she declared, her eyes sparkling with excitement—“at tost!" “What?" Dawson Haig demanded. “I saw the snake charmer slip a note into the hand of Mr. Len Chow aa they passed on the promenade deck, three minutes ago!" ******* There was a dance after dinner that night Dawson Haig, desperately worried, went up onto the boat deck, quite de- ■-.»» „• nnlnt fiiat aft' . , ,» ... . - ■ . ... .. . the bridge, staring across calm sea tn the direction of the African coast He

The problem was one demanding the exercise of all his powers. And, set like a Jewel in this dark affair, was Eileen—a distracting figure (he could not be blind to the truth), and one upon which all too often he found his thoughts focused. That Eileen had twice proved of incalculable service did not alter the plain fact that many times when he should have been concentrating upon the mystery, he found himself concentrating upon Eileen. From’ a professional point of view he was faced either with something very like ruin, or, alternatively, with a triumph which must prove a stepping stone in his far-flung ambitions. Granted this success—now doubly to be prayed for—he might dare to think about Eileen as he longed to think about her; not as the charming sister of an old friend, nor even a capable little helper, but as . . . Eileen. Where did the clew He to these mysterious activities? What should be his next move? It was maddening to watch, to know some Incomprehensible plot stretching from Limehouse to Paris, Paris to Marseilles, and thence to Port Said—further, perhaps,—was fermenting under his very eyes, coming to maturity, and yet—to do nothing! At which point in his reflections, he was seized from behind tn a steely grasp and lifted lightly, as a nurse might lift an Infant! He was in the grip of that creature of Yu’an Hee See’s called “the Hangman.” But of this fact he was ignorant Swung back over the shoulder of his unseen, but incredibly powerful assailant, he recognised, with a cold chill of dread, that he was about to be hurled into the sea! Automatically to hto mind sprang those instructions which every police officer receives, in jiu-jitsu. Hto fists were useless, flung high, impotent, above bis head. But the cunning grip which told him that he was dealing with an expert, held him so poised tijat only at one moment —for which, dangerously, Haig must wait —could he counter. That moment came—as the seemingly Irresistible forward swing commenced which was to hurl him into the sea. He checked a cry in his throat He was icily cool And, following the curve of that mighty throw, instead of endeavoring to check it as an ill-informed victim would have done, he swung forward, drew up his knees, and kicked backward with all his strength! It was sheer guesswork, but one heel registered dully upon the head of the athlete who held him aloft That death swing was never completed. Haig dropped with a crash upon the rail, hung perilously for a moment —-and felt a vise-like grip upon hto ankles. ... He was tlp|>ed forward, forward, irresistibly—until he saw the lights of portholes beneath, the lower ones reflected in the sea. He clawed at the rail That silent horror was behind him, hanging above him! Clutching grimly, he kicked—kicked again ... got a hold with his left hand higher up, and realised that the man was craning right over, was reaching down to relax that detaining grip. In desperation, resting hto head against the lower rail, he managed at last to free his ankles, to draw hto legs down. Then, with all hto remaining strength, be shot both feet upward! There was an Impact—« stifled cny. His jacket, held in clutching fingers, swept down over hto head, but he clung on—clung«on dizzily. A wrench—a bulky shape streaked past him ... a dull splash. The Hangman had failed! Dtoheveied. panting, Haig dragged himself back to the deck. He leaned dizzily against a boat striving to adjust hto disorder. Already the plan was forming waich later he carried out Ne one knew that the thug was overboard. No one should ever know, but the sharks, until his absence was discovered ! When, bewilderingly. came the swish of a allken shawl—« patter of feet—a soft, terrified cry . . ~ and Eileen’s sweet arms were about hto neck! ••Billy—Billy dear! Oh, my G—d! you’re covered with blood! What to It? What to itr “My dear!" be said—“lt’s nothing. Tm safe—and no one mutt know—" She was staring Into hto face eagerly, her own raised tn a sort of agony of apprehension. Haig began to tramble. Gone was every resolution be so recently had made—useless—hopeless. “Oh. my darling" he whispered. He bad so little to offer this wonder girl, kicked, ham. in ams—so much to tell her—eo much to explain. Yet somehow all he conld say over and over again, was: "Oh, my darling. . . - ■ • • .« • A few moments after the Wallaroo dropped her anchor off Port Said, the Bri.teh consul came aboard. There was a conference in the captain’s cabin. Haig had deliberately felted to reveal the toct that there was a man overYard dossier. taThe had suppressed I it from those on board, with a specific object

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The first news was given by a steward entering the missing man’s room in the morning. The conclusion was come to that the morose Chinese passenger had committed suicide during the night by jumping overboard. . .. Now, in the closed cabin of the commander, Dawson Haig revealed the truth to Captain Peterson and the British consul. "1 take full responsibility," he said; “you can see for yourselves the sort of gang I have to deal with. First the Limehouse outrage, and now this, murderous attack on me. I got off lightly, with a cut scalp and a torn sleeve!” The commander scratched his grizzled head. “What do you wish me to do, Inspector?’ the consul asked. "In my opinion, the persons whom you suspect of being associated with the missing assassin should be detained.” “No, no. Nothing official," was Haig’s reply. With the coming of daylight the babel of the curious port rose to full blast. Selters of all kinds of wares —carpets, lace, jewelry. Birmingham antiques, and the rest —set up their shops on deck, turning the ship into a miniature bazaar. Dawson Haig, very reluctantly, had agreed to allow Eileen to pursue her inquiries in her own way; but he didn’t realize that she had actually left the ship until she had been gone some time. He was watching Len Chow, who, having collected his baggage, was now following a porter towards the ladder. Hartog had quietly gone ashore an hour before. Just before Mr. Chow reached the gangway he passed a fortune teller, an evilly handsome fellow, wearing shabby European clothes arid a tarbush—not an Egyptian. Haig determined, but possibly a Greek, or an Armenian. Some words were exchanged rapidly, although Haig was too far away to overhear Chinaman pointed • I I Some Words Were Exchanged Rapidly. shoreward. Haig looked and saw a native boat ... In this boat sat Eileen with two women passengers, the party being escorted by Doctor Oestler and the ship’s surgeon! Dawson Haig became acutely uncomfortable. The girl, had played her part admirably, even to the extent of striking up a friendship with Miss Ednam. But neither from the woman nor from the Austrian physician had she gleaned anything in the nature of clue. She was convinced, and had assured Haig of the tact that they knew she was watching them. Hurrying down the ladder, the darkeyed fortune teller was pulled away in a boat which waited. Len Chow followed In another. There was nothing to show that the pair were associated. But why had the Chinaman pointed out Eileen’s party? Haig stood there watching, and trying to make up his mind which of several courses to adopt Eileen! At all costs he must keep Eileen In sight ... ' He was up against a closely and cleverly organized group, he alone holding ail- available threads in hto hands. It was & job for three men, but, somehow, it had to be done by one. . Eileen had some shopping to do at Simon Arzt and so to this store the party made their way. Doctor Oestler, it appeared, had purchases to make also. The ship's surgeon, Heatherley. went along. Dawson Haig, who had been in Port Said twice previously and, oddly enough, upon the same business which saw him there now, having satisfied himself that this was the destination of the party, became interested in the movements of Mr. Len Chow. Thia gentleman, depositing hto baggage at the Eastern exchange, had strolled out like a man with nothing better to do than kill time. The fortune teller had entered a kbop nearly opposite. Dawson Haig, wearing the tinted glasses of "Mr. Smith," sat down at some distance from the door and ordered a cool drink. He was doing some hard thinking. At about this time, Eileen had completed her purchases. Her cocapan tons—excluding Doctor Heatherley—had allowed themselves to be lured by wonderful shawls, scarves, and other pitfails which await unwary travelers in Eastern shops. •: Doctor Oestler was inspecting a casbM of Inlaid wood. BkIWGIZ) wvelTiJF* BiIXL That this man was an associate of aMurdesega, she could not rro B£ CO.YWVUEDJ ■ , -I? -■> *

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